WATCHING IT PASS
too insignifigant,
sitting so small,
waiting to make my own move.
its so hard though,
to do what you dream,
when you think that you cant,
and youre scared its a waste.
i want so bad,
to make a difference,
to finally step away from my sidelines,
and into my game.
i feel like im letting life pass,
without me,
i watch it blur,
without me.
but i promice myself,
someday somehow,
i will change it... i will take charge and no,
this is my life, and i've done the best i can
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