When I wish upon a star,
The clouds shroud their light,
Hope has never made it far,
Through the dark lonely night.
It is too early to act,
Wasting time waiting to see,
I am hiding from the fact,
That time is wasting me.
Trying to be the perfect one,
The boy I will never be,
Never be the one to stun,
I can only dream of a perfect me.
Reality will never know him,
As I will never feel secure,
The light is wearing dim,
To be in the arms of her.
How can I evolve,
To be the boy I must,
Will my life stop to revolve,
In the hands I trust.
Can I stay alive,
Down on my knees again?
By myself can I strive,
Is being myself ever enough to win?
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