Doesn't everyone want the same things out of life?
Someone to hold you when you're feeling destroyed
Earning a living doing what you enjoy
If you want to wander, the freedom to roam
Having a house that feels like a home
What do we sacrifice on the road to our goals?
Sometimes decisions are forced to be made
Leaving behind wounds that don't ever fade
So we build our fortress, underneath skin
To protect us from having to feel that again
How much is changed once our truth is revealed?
In a place we forgot, hidden high on a shelf
Between darkness and shadow, we find ourself
Don't feel distraught over the life you are making
The moments that matter are in the steps you are taking
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