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Standing tall
My herat broken many times befor,
my heart aches with the passion I've never had.
Now I'm left standing in the wind alone again,
with nobody to hold me tight.
My mind always negative,
I'm always thinking the worst.
I let everything get to me,
sometimes more than it should.
People look down on me,
they say I'm werid,
they say I need to change.
But after everything they say,
and all the tears I cry,
I'm still here,
still standing tall.
No matter how hard they want me to fall.
No matter how low I put mysef,
no matter what I do.
I'm still here,
still standing tall.
My passion grows from my mistakes,
and my heart will mend.
But there is some pain I can't mend.
