Wild fire
I'm walking along
looking ahead
catching my breath
cuz I am feeling this stress
It builds then blows up
I feel like a dame in distress
but I won't give up
I don't have to ascertain
the bane of my existence
I can feel the battle raging on inside me
when they try to control me
but you can't control something that burns
I am a wild fire won't you ever learn
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