We spend most of our times hiding who we are
Too scared to show our true selves when we walk out the door
Life's too pretty to pretend who we're not
Walk out those doors and show the world what you've got
Stop hiding and stop trying
Honey, just set your true colours flying
We're all creatures made out of flaws and errors
So if you keep that in mind you'll see life in flying colours.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
