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To be deferent hopping no one knows, living like your normal dreaming that you were, run from your troubles and hiding from your past, looking to the future never turning back, hopping tomorrow is not the same as today. A longing to be like everyone else. Hopping they never see through the mask you've made. A mask you never tack of a mask you hid behind, hiding from the world who you truly are. A mask that for one minuet makes you fell the same. Wishing one day hoping the next that you dream will some day come true. The dream you knew is impossible but still you hold on to hope. Hope for the future hope for strength hope for a better day. The dream of being normal is all you have to hold on to. By Dj