Walking through this town, A place I’ve been a hundred times before, But everyone I once knew is no longer around
But as I walk through the streets And look at all these hundreds of people I’ve never got to meet, I feel better than I did before,
All my worries have been left at the door
None of them know Any of my faults or my fears,
None of them know any of my failures, Or all the time and opportunities I’ve wasted through the years
They don’t know me for my struggles, or my hard work just to claim each little victory
Through their eyes I could be anything, I could be everything I ever hoped I could be
© R. Spencer (2020)
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