What is change if you have no direction?
The horror of thought of the unexpected
From experience comes the past
but error with vision becomes paradox
left with no expression on my mind
lost without fear, still running blind
look and you can see understanding, but why?
Where am I and who do I want to be?
Self-reliance and dreams without context creates need
I look at the sky and am scared to see
failure is all I have been
so if that's my all, then I am that leaf
that is always going to fall
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