While falling asleep i begin to cry..thinking about how hard i try..as I am beginning to find my way..i think who am i today..thinking about all the nights i cried..holding all these feelings inside..now getting all them off my chest..doing good, only hoping for the best..my life is like a story told..my heart is something that i hold..it鈥檚 not something on my sleeve..as many things as i achieve..
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