My story is nothing new
Tragedy, hypocrisy
Love, darkness, light, laughter
Looking forward to another day
I'm trying to to lose my way
I'm a ghost walking by
A distant version of myself
I'm a story; no it's not new
I'm bruised, something borrowed
And something blue
I'm the word you don't want to say
The thought lingering in your mind
Inspirational ideology
Transformed by a new world and old philosophy
I'm trying not to lose my way
I'm a ghost walking by
Mediocrity turned to brilliant tragedy
I'm following you
You're following me
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Take a stand
Don't look back
Looking for the next track
Don't worry I'm trying not to lose my way
Janie Zavala
www.janiepoetry.com
Tragedy, hypocrisy
Love, darkness, light, laughter
Looking forward to another day
I'm trying to to lose my way
I'm a ghost walking by
A distant version of myself
I'm a story; no it's not new
I'm bruised, something borrowed
And something blue
I'm the word you don't want to say
The thought lingering in your mind
Inspirational ideology
Transformed by a new world and old philosophy
I'm trying not to lose my way
I'm a ghost walking by
Mediocrity turned to brilliant tragedy
I'm following you
You're following me
Click, send, don't press rewind, select and enter, acronyms forward
Take a stand
Don't look back
Looking for the next track
Don't worry I'm trying not to lose my way
Janie Zavala
www.janiepoetry.com
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