I'm trapped, I feel unlucky.
I walk through the door everyday waiting to walk out .
It's the first thing on my mind and the last thing I know how to do.
I have the whole world infront of me
at this ripe young age.
Yet I can't seem to break free,
damn these chains are tight.
I want to feel the passion
that drives my soul.
This is what I want to
but I can't let go.
I try to learn from his mind,
he's been through so much.
Somehow he can't release me
because of everything he's missed.
Always will I hit rough patches,
but I'll pick myself up with you at my side.
As I sit here everyday
I wonder what could be.
The longer I wait the further away the dream gets
but it does remain to be my driving force.
nothing will get in my way of smiling with my real love.
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