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I'm constantly going and going,
yet I'm no where near my destination,
so unsure of what tomorrow might bring,
so I approach it with great hesitation,
terrified that what I've done in the past,
will find it's way somehow to the present,
horrible lies and truths from me,
so now I don't take chances on what might be destine,
many great opportunities have come my way,
yet I've let them pass me by,
so afraid of the hurt that might come,
and feel that love isn't worth my try,
sit home and hide from the world,
afraid it will not except who I've grown to be,
no longer the adorable pigtailed girl,
it's just so much more to me,
All the years I've been in this world,
I can almost say that I have lived,
I've loved, I've hurt, I've laughed and cried,
There's nothing more for me to give!