Quiet Time

I stop and think
Of a quiet time
A place of peace
To gather my mind

I think more often
Of how to be
Sometimes all I want
Is just to be me
Is that so hard?
Expected to do so much
Live the life laid for me
I want to make the choice
The choice of life

Try not to stop me
You wont understand
Cry it all away
How do I make all this stop?
I only want to live my life

The risks I take
Give me that chance
To make my mistakes
The mistake of growing up too soon
An only child
on her own
Only knowing
What's at home

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