Why
Why have i become so numb
When I used to be so passionate
Why is my world so colorless
When my imagination used yo fly so high
Why can't i reach my destiny
When i used to know what i was fighting for
Why cant i get off the ground
When all did was have my head in the clouds
When will i be happy again?
When will i know my place?
When can i fly high again?
Why am i here?
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