My head in the clouds
My feet on the ground
I hold my head up so I won't come down
They want me to crash
Fall to my knees
Expect me to cry so everyone sees
I'll hold my head up
I'm not coming down
I'm not gonna fall
I won't hit the ground
I'm climbing that ladder
I'm making my way
You want me to fall so I'll be your slave
I'm not going down
I'm not going down
I'm not going down
CITEȘTI
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PoezieI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
