Summary: I can still hold onto my roots.
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Time quickly passes.
The days quickly unfold.
Sometimes they hold too much,
Simply too much to take in.
This is a battle not all win.
Trends change and people change.
Everyone too busy trying to grow up.
No one understands
The feelings that brew deep inside.
So many tears I’ve shed.
She’ll never understand
exactly how I feel…
But she’ll always be there.
She’ll always be my roots.
Though the wind will blow,
I can still hold onto my roots.
Through rain or shine she’ll be here.
In person or spirit she’ll be here.
She is my hope, she drives my determination.
She is my inspiration.