Sara Douglas Biography

The smallest leaf finds its way through the earth
There are forests of weeds
It’s a miracle it is surviving, still growing
My small little leaf, I wish I could hold you
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I cannot even stand on my own
I lack balance that you hold with ease
I’ve never been strong enough
To say I left and didn’t turn back
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I stick like Elmer’s glue
To anyone that gets too close.
I hope you don’t run too.
I know my imperfection glows.
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It’s just to get by, just to survive
And every time you want more
Tell me; tell me, do you feel alive?
I want to know what its like to soar
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I found myself lying dead on the floor
I can’t look in my own eyes anymore
I can’t imagine the revulsion I will see
Mirrors covered, I'm afraid of what I’ll be
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