Reach Out.

Here we go.

Pressure’s on.

Don’t mess up,

They’ll know you’re wrong.

Take a breath and count to three,

Then take a step right towards me.

I’m here to help however I can,

You just have to trust and reach out your hand,

I’ll be there to grab it, and catch you if you fall,

But I don’t want you to think that’s the outcome of this all.

Don’t accept defeat before you’ve even tried,

Cause then you’ve already lost, and now lost within a lie.

Lying to yourself, for you feel that you cannot,

But you only ever could, don’t hold onto self daunt.

There’s always a way if you just keep your faith,

Allow the world to show you its amazing grace.

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