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Sometimes I think I'm not cut out for this world or it's cut out for me. Has it all been a waste of time? Are my family happy? Does she take her pride in me?
I can hardly stand on my own feet, I keep holding my breath to stop the pain, Hoping inside while I pace my steps, my clothes are wet from standing in the rain, making sense of the worst in me, inherited genes and my delicacies.
My problem is that I'm stuck between where I want to be and where I should be, when I was young I used to think the world was waiting for me, I had in all worked out but little did I know that I’d be faced with the same troubles that lay on my folks. Can I change the inevitable? Can I change it all?
I can hardly stand on my own feet, I keep holding my breath to stop the pain, Hoping inside while I pace my steps, my clothes are wet from standing in the rain, making sense of the worst in me, inherited genes and my delicacies.
I push my hands together, it's like wishful thinking. But is it real? Is it real?

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from A Different Space Of Mind, released September 18, 2015

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