Sometimes it feels like the world's on your shoulders. Trying to hold it together you crack under pressure.
You want something so bad so cross your fingers and pray it works out but still you feel the nauseating doubt.
Not sure where things are headed you start to dread it, afraid you'll get hurt admits the rush
Here is the secret the beauty lies, in that moment where you close your eyes
Stop the worry, stop trying to make it work, only time will tell
There is nothing you can do but wait until,everyone decides how they really feel
Slow down a take a breath, look for a moment to see
The beauty of simply letting it be.
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