There are pieces of me
My goodness within
They are scattered, they are shattered and windblown
But I'm going to find me
Are you expecting the world
I can't even give you an island
Perhaps I am overthinking you
And all you want are the desires of my heart
Its time to stop
Carrying other people's burdens
Their hurt, their grief, their pain
Its time you let me care for you
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