as i sit there thinking, praying and wishing
that my life can be so much better,
but somehow it just keeps me guessing.
as i wonder, dream, and try to believe that my life is just a scene
but someone changes the script and i lose my all my sheen.
im in my weird shoes, im down in the deep blues, im lost in a clear sky, and my life just flies by.
but most of, im puzzled, why? ? ?
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