I don't want to run around with this crazy feeling
That I need to prove myself in things I don't want
If it longs to come trought me
I am here and willing
But if not I'll look for more
I don't want to drown myself in this twisted feeling of
Yearning to become the project of my head
What's the point of chasing something I have seen
I'll just stand and watch it go
Cause life is a mistery and I
Found joy in waiting to see
Who I'll turn out to be
Without judging each of my steps
Cause life is a mistery and I
Found waiting to see
Who I am turning out to be
Much richer than wild dreams
Photo by me
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