So many faces, they look at me,
Now I can read the expressions,
Now, after all this time, I can see,
Them brim with with expectation.
I know this is a new phase now,
And there is a different beauty,
And I see it though I don't know how,
I can see it though I'm not so free.
I'm unsure how much my shoulders will bear,
I'm unsure how much I will strain,
But suddenly now I've begun to care,
For a trace of a smile, no matter frail.
It's all so different now,
And I'm not even sure how I feel,
Events will turn though I don't know how,
And I cease to be free.
But still there is pleasure of a sort,
Or am I just trying to cheat me?
I cannot tell my way in the dark,
Yet I feel I can see.
And that is what drives me on,
And that is how I face the day,
And that is why I'm ready for the dawn,
And and pick my shaky way.
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