screw this.
a little number on a piece of paper isn't a representation of my intelligence, nor who i am as a person.
i'm not the most hardworking.
but hey, my conscience is clear.
i've done the best i could given the circumstances.
i'm not afraid anymore.
if i don't do well,
its okay.
i know who i am.
and i have no regrets.
olevels on monday?
i say,
BRING. IT. ON.
YOU MAKE IT REAL - JAMES MORRISON
there's so much craziness surrounding me
there's so much going on it gets hard to breathe
all my faith has gone
you bring it back to me
you make it real for me
well, i'm not sure of my priorities
i've lost sight of where i'm meant to be
like holy water washing over me
you make it real for me
i'm running to you baby
you are the only one who save me
thats why i've been missing you lately
'cos you make it real for me
when my head is strong
and my heart is weak
i'm full of hurricanes and uncertainty
but i can find the words
you teach my heart to speak
everybody's talking in words
i don't understand
you've got to be the only one
who knows just who i am
and you shine in the distance
i hope i can make it through
'cos the only place
that i wanna be
is right back home with you
i guess there's so much more
i have to learn
but if you're here with me
i know which way to turn
you always gimme somewhere,
somewhere i can learn.
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