Friday, November 2, 2012

Diva me

It's hard to sit
And watch the clock
So young you are
I want everything you've got

I sit and count
The minutes pass by
Wanting to shine
Needing to fly

Kill me now
Because I won't quit
Until I die
I'm going to achieve it

How you were me
Didn't expect much
Fame was just a fantasy
Something only your mind could touch

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