What inpire me?
What inpire you?
What are the things that inspired them?
The desire to move on.
Sometimes, I argue to myself. We are'nt born to be perfect.
But, why do we pretend to be like one?
Hear my soul not my say.
Expressing ideas yes. But not feelings.
Saying dumb words but yet I still got underlying double meaning though.
My action speaks louder .
Follow my movements, my breathe.
The way I talk, the way I determined people.
The way I approach u.
And u'll find me.
Well, not much that can inpire me.
So be the one.
It will never get easier.
Only gets tougher .
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