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Fresh Air

I have been like this all along
Been the person who will look for a change
All this time, I changed people around me
Changed the music I listened to
Changed what I ate, what I wore
Changed my love and where it goes.

But now I'm stagnant and bored
I'm not what I was. 
don't want to be what I am.
I like me, how I change.

I reckon it's an escape, 
Some way to get past all my experiences.
But is it wrong? Is it hypocrisy?
To embrace energies I haven't yet,
To speak of things that you've not heard from me.
Are my values at stake? 
Are you going to feel differently about me?

I'm the same soul still
The same energy.
Just a little more free,
Less held back
And in need of more fresh air.

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