somewhere and today
I claim that my origin
is "nowhere."
every girl dreams of
being something and
i'm telling you now
I already am. . .
i'm bound to be my own
version of the person that
you always see staring in
that mirror thinking one
day you're what i might be.
a better version of what
you are;
i'm going to be what you
are supposed to be.
Everyone's got a place
that they're from.
Everyone except me.
I've just got a destination
and he's got a name.
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