I think it's taken me 21.3 years to finally realize and be able to say that I can't control a lot of the things that seem to happen in my life. I don't mean this to sound as morbid as it seems. I think I need to become more of an idealist because this whole reality thing kinda sucks :) But, ultimately life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself. So screw you universe, I'm gonna dominate you just to rub it in your face.
Between two lungs it was released
The breath that carried me
The sigh that blew me forward
Because it was trapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs
And my running feet could feel it fly
The breath that carried me
The sigh that blew me forward
Because it was trapped between two lungs
It was trapped between two lungs
And my running feet could feel it fly
Each breath screaming, "We are all too young to die"
Gone! All the days of begging--the days of theft
No more gasping for a breath
No more gasping for a breath
The air has filled me head to toe
And I can see the ground far below
I have this breath and I hold it tight
And I keep it in my chest with all my might
I pray to God this breath will last
As it pushes past my lips.
As I gasp - Gasp!

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