Sometimes life can feel like it is in intermission
And every failure is a dent in ones ambition.
The air can be infused with confusions
And one can be friendly with their delusions.
I am Feeling Caught, But i simply am not
And with time,I'll learn to shine.
The strangeness here, odd perfection, constant near,
Is the Grandest cause for ones corection.
Like a wind swept day you'll get carried away
And with time, you'll learn to shine.
From the Sun above,
You get a glimpse of perfect love,
And with time, You'll learn to shine.
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