There are those who crawl, and walk and run
There are those who fly, and rise and soar in the sky
And then there's us
Feeling uncertain to either walk or fly
It was indeed hard to choose
If we'll get out of the woods
Or glide up in the sky
But we instantly found comfort
In being lost
In staying in the middle of the hurdles not wanting to cross
In fighting the battles no one knows about, we just want to pause
And think
And pause
And to learn the art of slowing things down for our own growth
BINABASA MO ANG
Rising From Cinders: Misfit Guide to Escape Reality
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