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I don’t need
I don’t need to get muscles,
I don’t need to be famous,
I don’t need tatoos.
I don’t need limitations,
I don’t need something,
that breaks my nations.
I need to accept,
I need to pass on what’s left.
I think I need to love me,
I think I need to embrace me.
I don’t want to think only,
about what stops me.
To do what I want, to get what I miss,
I don’t need all this.
I want to get back,
to something i got out,
I want to get closer,
to somehting I’m still talking about.
And I want to feel free, doing it.
Now, that I love myself,
I get that I don’t need to do something bigger than me.
Sometimes, little is just good enoug,
even if I always doubt this stuff.
I am turning around a big wall,
trying a way to break it, whole.
To create a hole,
what can I do, more?
I want to create a powerful weapon,
So I can break it all down.
But I’m standing in front of it,
Basically, loving a thing that I don’t know how to change,
and it’s strange.
I think onde day,
I will find the way.
It’s my study, everyday,
at the end of this May.
that tomorrow will bring,
Because I lack nothing,
determination and hope are my thing.
And the end of this suffering,
I’m getting ready for the exam.
Hoping it won’t be the last one.