This Is Known

by More Ways Than One

This is known
I never tried to loan
It away for something else
Here’s who I am
This is where I stand

My past is apart of me
Never will it circle the drain

My heart is a little scarred
But it made me who I am

Potential is something
I have to start realizing

Running takes effort
I may have too much

Breathing takes control
I sometimes lose it

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