Oh weary heart of mine, its time to rise and shine.
Life flys by me as I search for the place where I feel I may belong. I feel like my life has been a long line and I have just been waiting for my turn for far to long. I fear that my patience once so strong is now begining to wear thin. I begin to look forward and sometimes even look back, steadily searching for that place that is right for me. Where it then becomes my turn to fly and my turn to feel free. This place I know is my own, and it was truely ment for only me.
There have been many challenges along my way. But none the less a changed person they have so made me. Suddenly the line fades away and the world becomes something truely different. The world is bright, the world seems new, a place for me to thrive and succeed. A place I no longer feel sad of blue.
Suddenly I feel that everything begins to fit. This may sound selfish this may sound vain, but this new world without lines, is all about me. I am independent and strong. It has become undoubtedly my perfect place. I am no longer alone, and my life I know now is definately not a waiste. Oh weary heart of mine you will rise and shine.
Life flys by me as I search for the place where I feel I may belong. I feel like my life has been a long line and I have just been waiting for my turn for far to long. I fear that my patience once so strong is now begining to wear thin. I begin to look forward and sometimes even look back, steadily searching for that place that is right for me. Where it then becomes my turn to fly and my turn to feel free. This place I know is my own, and it was truely ment for only me.
There have been many challenges along my way. But none the less a changed person they have so made me. Suddenly the line fades away and the world becomes something truely different. The world is bright, the world seems new, a place for me to thrive and succeed. A place I no longer feel sad of blue.
Suddenly I feel that everything begins to fit. This may sound selfish this may sound vain, but this new world without lines, is all about me. I am independent and strong. It has become undoubtedly my perfect place. I am no longer alone, and my life I know now is definately not a waiste. Oh weary heart of mine you will rise and shine.
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