It's amazing how a three letter answer
To a question that you
Almost didn't have the nerve to ask
Can give you something to
Look forward to
But when left alone with the voices
Within one's own mind
Inner peace becomes a presence
That's almost impossible to find
Inner thoughts such as
You're nowhere good enough
For who you want to see
Why not keep to yourself
And let them be free
Being optimistic becomes a daily chore
Equivalent to being locked
Inside of a closed store
Simply left wondering if anyone
Would want to open the door
Most of the time's focused on an answer
That has already been said
Struggling to ignore the thoughts
Within one's own head
One thought stating, you already have your answer
The other asking, what if you're wrong?
With yet another questioning
Are you sure you even belong?
Not sure what to do or say
So I just sit here and silently pray
That the that was given
Comes true someday
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