Nobody seems to really reach me
Not even the ones that was so obvious
My last resort
Crumbled over me
Everybody seemed to think that I like to be alone
While I was really waiting
for that hand who really reach within
I do appear like someone who'd strive alone
That's in me, I know
But I also have that inability to keep steady
I'm no world winner by myself
I need intimate mentor
Guide
At least someone who'd sees me
Then I'll be flying to the sky
Reaching my glory
And then spread it around
Power-flyer
Who were born a swimmer
That's me
That fire and water doubting me
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