Journey to the Top

May 16, 2011
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My name is insecure
Not really shy but similar
Wishing everyday I was more alive
Was born dead, must be revived

Have to be perfect, no mistakes
Or must deal with the guilt, stomachaches
If I let myself down, my life is over
I need a lot of luck, four-leaf clover

In my way are so many obstacles
Have to get over if it’s possible
But the truth is, I’ll never stop
Because every single day is another step to the top

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