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I've got to move on and be who I am
I just don't belong here, I hope you understand
We might find our place in this world someday
But at least for now, I gotta go my own way
Don't wanna leave it all behind
But I get my hopes up
And I watch them fall every time
Another color turns to grey
And it's just too hard to watch it all
Slowly fade away -
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I miss the feeling I would get after watching High School Musical, that feeling of ecstasy, of infinite happiness. I miss turning a "deaf ear" to those repetitive reprimands for neglecting my homework, for plates of untouched dinner - for this movie. But above all, do you know what I miss most?
I miss getting the feeling of hope, of love... I miss being young.
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