Walking in a pattern
Trying to figure out who I am?
and where I stand?
I push myself everyday to be the best
but I realize that I don't fit in with the rest.
I'm weird, I'm different, but this is the way I'm living.
I can't change me, I can't change my actions, I can only be me.
Walking in a pattern
with my head raised high, trying to figure out will I make it.
Love I haven't found, but I can't be a re-bound.
Walking in a pattern
trying to stay focus, and hoping that people notice.
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