I think of the things;
the things i'll never be.
Perhaps it isn't right to give in before a fight,
But only if you knew,
some things aren't meant for me.
People always want more,
Everyone wants the best,
And i think of the things;
the things i'll never have.
They say life's a race, don't slow down to rest,
But does it really matter?
The plans and hopes and dreams;
For what's left when life is over,
When you lose all things.
I know what i'll never have,
and what i'll never be,
But thank God for all the things;
the things that made me, me.
"The things i'll never be" by E.Y.
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