Reflections

chances....

I want to be strong,
I want to go places,
Is it too wrong to aim for,
what they think I am not meant for.

I can never be true,
If I will follow you,
All the lights are blinding,
When I want to search for you.

You can't be true,
This won't work out,
I will find my path and
There'll be million hurdles in the way.

Maybe I'll struggle,
You'll be the first one to pity,
But you'll also be the one to drag me down like a rag doll.

I don't feel pretty,
When I see you,
You make me think that
All these girls are way better than me.

It would've been okay,
If it was truly possible.
Here I am shoving away
All the things that make me, me.

When I'll wake up,
I'll finally see the truth.
One day you'll see that
Everyone's meant to be like they are.

And then,
I'll see you.
Smiling at how much we've grown apart and how much I've grown up.

Maybe then,
You'll understand that,
The chances I always wanted to take
Were all worth the shot.