Scraps Of Thoughts At Work...

She worked hard, tired her best, and never gave up, but it was still there. The thought at the back of their minds of who she once was, and not who she'd become. But she couldn't help but smile, because while they were dwelling on her past she was busting down walls today.

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And when they ask us where we've been, we'll tell them the truth. And when they stare back with shock all over their faces, we'll smile. And while they demand to know the details and how it all began, we'll tell them, leaving out nothing because we'd never want to disappoint. And they'll be happy for us and we, well, we'll continue to smile.

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She wouldn't let him hold her hand. Hand holding was the first sign of forever, and when she says forever she means until something better comes along. She was scared and hated being at someone else's whim. So for now she'll keep her hands deep in her pockets or else up in the air, cause that's where they are when she's dancing.

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You're never gonna remember how much you made those nights, but you're always gonna remember what if felt like waiting on that platform.

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They never waited and wondered about the same things. He's allowed to be somewhere else and she's allowed to hurt. he's never gonna look her in the eye and tell her how he feels. She's never gonna know if she was good enough.

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The train is never fast enough and she can never catch her breath. She's not sure if she wants to. He's never doing enough and yet he's still bored, because he's not doing the right things.