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Possibility
maybe I didn't take it the second time
maybe I brushed it off; the first
explosion in my mind and heart
'caused corruption on the third
why is it handled so well by others
maybe it's only I that can't see
locked in a world of abuse
and torment is brought down upon me
why am I fearing the outside
could it come from a tormented past
could the weather be a piece of my fear
'cause the weather never seems to last
for show, my long for security
protection from lies that I knew
will I bring pain down upon others
will my past be a reference from where I drew
are my emotions the reason for failure
are my tears a great sign of defeat
could I live up to an old stranger's standards
and where to go if the standards could meet
my spirit is faded forever
equivalent to an old dusty road
strangers walk over me to go further
they succeed from direction I showed
so if tomorrow never comes
and my words never see the light of day
no one will know who I could have been
but will the possibilities forever stay
