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Got my work cut out for me, get better,

my only goal i see, no longer wetter,

the storms have passed, rain has dried,

the summer fling is in the past, we quickly died,

tired of keeping myself down, looking up now,

no longer frown, i'm trying to actually smile now,

all i see laying right in front of me,

like a grandmothers grave to a kid, it's too sad to see,

but i will upgrade myself, get better,

forget all the J's, out of staters and Heathers,

thoughts light as a feather, and burn as easily,

like a light of flesh they're only way is pleasin me,

planting the seed in me, hoping i fall,

for a person who wouldn't even pass me the ball,

but still after it all, one stays and will go far,

the girl who first kissed me at a bar.