I'm lost in a never ending maze
left
right
forward
back
I've been every which way
my mind never reststrying constantly to fill myself up
the glass of my being is half full
my other half is what I seek
a partner to hold my hand when I'm going through it
I suppose I will have to learn to hold my own hand
growing up is hard to do
left
right
forward
back
I've been every which way
my mind never reststrying constantly to fill myself up
the glass of my being is half full
my other half is what I seek
a partner to hold my hand when I'm going through it
I suppose I will have to learn to hold my own hand
growing up is hard to do
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