Marianne Williamson

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These words can't, describe what's really in my mind
But if you give it some time
You really just might find
That the consequence of tryin
Is the diligence desired
To find yourself and to inspire
Others who will one day shine
And you can say that you done made it
 
But when I criticise these lines
I see it's clear I'm not that guy
It's clear I've got this fear that's regulatin up inside
Controllin every single facet of my confidential life
Like my potential's really great and i could prolly one day fly
But I was born without my wings so I'm just sittin here sidelined
Yet maybe that's just an excuse and I've got shit to really lose
And they say fake it till you make it but I fake from 9 to snooze
So I'm postulating now that no one really got a clue
And everyone that's here only give a fuck about their you
 
Or maybe I'm just contemplating,
Too deep with concentration
That the foundation of my complication
Are the scopes in my head, that devils take for vacation
Like some day I'll have a revelation
That's the problem's only me,
That I'll have to certainly face my entirety
Like struggling with trigonometry, there's no goddamn sign for me
Caus I'm too blind to see
The full power in me
Hopefully one day I'm gon be
The kid who refused to leave
And who finally acheived
The one thing I believe
I can be better than me

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