My name is a song so I call myself pages,
So I can write my own story into the only
Way I could ever own but it's time to hold
On to the real because in the end that's all
That really matters I'm about to make my
Way, heaven help me keep my faith nobody
Knows what we go through even though we
Often wish they were inside our shoes I'll
Make them all believe my story....
I'll finally listen to what's been calling me
All it takes is letting go of whatever people
Think of me when I get my heart involve
And decide to let my guard down people
Tell me lies this world is full of signs from
The moon to the stars in the sky like a seed
In your blood makes you look up and start
To question What's up, why you deal with
So much stuff???
When your heart is cement it's hard as a
Brick your soul is worth more than dollars
And cents the concepts may seem extreme
But this world is a dream, there's a dream
That burns deep inside of me and I can't let
It go I've made up my mind I can't give up
The devil believes in God, so what does that
make you??
Nobody sees the struggle they only see the
Reward they say they focus on peace but
only create more war nothing is really what
It seems even with lies and deceit so it's time
We all stand out and break away to be free
Because in the end happiness is what we
Really can't live without.....
Beautiful!😍
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