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Inner Fire
I am wild and I am free.
I refuse to settle for anything
That makes me uneasy.
I am meant to swing
Through life without a care in
This world. I am not meant to cling
To things that do not set my skin
On fire. I do not dare to remember
My past mistakes as I begin
Each new day. My anchor
Has been released because all it was
Doing was dragging me down. The amber
Glow is here to stay. My flaws
Are here to stay. All the bad things will
End. We are meant to live as outlaws
And on the edge. Forget about frill.
It will do nothing to make me content.
There will still be that occasional spill
Of whatever goes and comes
Through my life. I have this inner
Fire that will break and shatter the cuffs
That I used to wear. The fire
Is burning brighter than the one outside
Of me. I am not letting it all fester
And get worse. I am making my stride
Through it all. I am setting my own pace.
I will not let anything get me all tied
Up together anymore. My life is not a race.
My life is what I want it to be.
Life is not as delicate as lace.
I am no longer going to plea
And beg my way through.
I want to hold my own key
In my palm. I want to be my own glue.
It is stronger than me and you.
I refuse to settle for anything
That makes me uneasy.
I am meant to swing
Through life without a care in
This world. I am not meant to cling
To things that do not set my skin
On fire. I do not dare to remember
My past mistakes as I begin
Each new day. My anchor
Has been released because all it was
Doing was dragging me down. The amber
Glow is here to stay. My flaws
Are here to stay. All the bad things will
End. We are meant to live as outlaws
And on the edge. Forget about frill.
It will do nothing to make me content.
There will still be that occasional spill
Of whatever goes and comes
Through my life. I have this inner
Fire that will break and shatter the cuffs
That I used to wear. The fire
Is burning brighter than the one outside
Of me. I am not letting it all fester
And get worse. I am making my stride
Through it all. I am setting my own pace.
I will not let anything get me all tied
Up together anymore. My life is not a race.
My life is what I want it to be.
Life is not as delicate as lace.
I am no longer going to plea
And beg my way through.
I want to hold my own key
In my palm. I want to be my own glue.
It is stronger than me and you.
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