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My life

So safe

So secure

So planned



This way

I hate it

I tire

I slowly die



Memories

Like dreams

Fun and happy

Drift through mind



Things I did

Because I could

Things I did

To feel alive



To live

In a moment

That lasts

After it's gone



I would walk home

Dodging raindrops

Until I was soaked

Like the ocean



I would run

Far and free

My feet to ground

Chasing after my mind



I would climb trees

I'd sway with leaves

I cry to the world

To prove my existence



If I thought

I should dream

I thought

I should catch it



Those days gone

Remain memories

These days here

Suffocating my sprit



I miss

The inspiration

The excitement

And the freedom



Those were the things

I miss the most

Those were the things

I did to feel alive