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i am three people,
the person i once was,
the person i am
and the person i am working hard to be.
sometimes they meet,
they revisit their story with each other.
the person i am
and the person i am working hard to be.
sometimes they meet,
they revisit their story with each other.
they cry, they laugh and at times they run and hide.
.
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the person i am finds herself standing still
requiring more patience then she is capable of giving.
the person i am trying hard to be well
i hardly see her clearly...
she comes and goes and often has light around her
so bright i look away.
i am three people
they share common threads
all so desperately trying to be heard
one so wanting to be forgotten...
.
requiring more patience then she is capable of giving.
the person i am trying hard to be well
i hardly see her clearly...
she comes and goes and often has light around her
so bright i look away.
i am three people
they share common threads
all so desperately trying to be heard
one so wanting to be forgotten...
.