Growing up in a small town
Everyone knows your name
And every day seems the same
Yet you feel so profound
Living life day by day
Trying your hardest just to get out
Little whispers become a shout
Because everyone hears what you say
The big city feels like a dream
Hating the thought of leaving your girl
Your entire world torn up in a whirl
Takes everything you have not to scream
What keeps you going, a deeply seeded hope
Feeling so claustrophobic
It makes your insides sick
Looking out at the world through a parascope
Telling yourself that one day you'll be free
To show these closed minded people what you were made to be
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