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It is not my nature to change,
but I seek it, I run toward it.
I cry and wonder where everyone is,
when I am the one who has gone.

I look for a constant and find only one,
and he will never let go.
He tells me of new places,
shows me things I never could have dreamed.

I yearn for it at the same time I hide.
It pulls me, it scares me,
I crawl back to the box I used to fit into
but I really want to fly.

I move forward into the unknown
with a hope burning within.
For the life I was told I should want
is nowhere to be found.