lunes, 24 de marzo de 2014

How does it feel?

How does it feel to be all that you are, all that you want to be. Is that what you want to be?

And how does it feel to be what you've become, what you said you would never be, 'cause I don't feel anything anymore.

So, take me away.

How does it feel to fit into a mold to let go of what you know and not have to hold your own.

And how does it feel to be just like your friends, to catch up on what you missed. As simple as you can get.

So, take me away...

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