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That one small step
Leading on to something
I couldn't have imagined it at all
Take courage

Wake up, before you're overrun
Look up at the world you've never seen, and there
The answer will be

I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
Inside the closet
Lamenting a cynical reality

He screamed and screamed and screamed
And in time he became a poet

Nobody would look at me
I couldn't become anybody
Turning desperate at whatever came to hand
Even while I trembled

The compromises and resignations
That should have felt fresh
In time cling on like rust
And rot away

Start running, before you're overrun
That small world in the palm of your hand
Don't you dare think it's everything

I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
With a trembling pen tip
Reproaching a cynical reality

He drew and drew and drew
And in time he became a poet

Before I knew it, what filled my sight
Was my own past self
Seeking a reality with no destination
I laid down one stride after another

I want to struggle, I want to keep struggling
So that I can be myself
I was struggling with everything I had

I laughed and laughed and laughed
And in time I became a poet