Sara Stowell - Finding Destiny

I'm different 'caus I made a choice, different 'cause I have a voice.
I've taken a stance, though it does not fit well with your plans.
I am seraching for a different way, 'cause I know there's a brighter day.
This isn't me...what's my destiny?

The picture of a girl at the age of six,
How colourful a world to practise all her tricks.
All that she meets, impressions on them lay,
They seem to think she could be great one day.
Then suddenly this girl, turns into a teen,
She does seem to have changed, an yet she still is lean.
A mystery round her brown eyes do loom,
She can be heard at nights crying in her room.
She is so all alone, searching for a friend,
We all feel her pain, but we can't comprehend.

She's different.

We fast forward to now, she's still away from the crowd.
To her, no one can relate, (they whisper) she's so strange.
Because they are all blind, she left them behind.
What they can't see is that there's no set route....

No Set Route To Finding Destiny.

Sara Stowell

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