Closed eyes are opened.
And we find the strength deep down inside of us to get up.
The confidence fills our lungs once again.
To where we cannot contain it.
We dance in the middle of the street.
We take the risk.
We are bold.
Our past might catch up with our present...
But it shapes our future.
It's like dancing without lessons...
Or catching dreams without a net.
We know we can do it.
We just have to try.
I look into the mirror...
See my reflection and can't help but tell myself,
That I can do anything I ever want to.
Sometimes we just need that little push to get us to go.
Friday, February 25, 2011
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