Someone else

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I sit in the air

Without a care or a dare 

For life itself 

Im becoming someone else

Someone who dosent always see the sun

Someone who always wants to run

I watch my friends get what I want

My lifes becoming a diffrent font

Stressed and unrest

Will I ever not be this depressed?

The awnser Im afraid I cant bare

So I will sit here in the air

Without a care or a dare

For life itself 

I Am Becoming Someone Else

~Kaylie M.C.

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