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A teenager's feeling during high school. |
So many things that I want to do, So many dreams I want to make true. A million thoughts rush through my mind, None of the ones that I like, I find. The urge to just run away, Is more than words can ever say. Having one life, and not doing what you like, Is like having a concert, and not having a mike. There's more to life than just work, All of it making me go berserk. There's a world out there I want to see, All I want, is to break free. 1 Footnotes |