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There is something I'm searching for
but I can't necessarily find.

I think about this all the time,
All day long it's in my mind.

What do I want?
I want to be free.

I just want to know,
What I can't see.

I always will search,
For that thing I need.

I hope that I will find,
Though i won't lead.

I follow with the flow,
Whether i want to or not.

I fight with my mom,
We both yell a lot.

I put on a face,
Not what everyone knows.

I'm hurt down inside,
Though it seems like I glow.

I'll die one day,
Sad it will be.

But for some reason,
I know I will see.

I know i will see,
What i can not.

And this is what i want,
So now I will rot.

Maybe then I will find,
What I've been searching for.

Goodbye,
For now I shall soar.