Searching for 'It'
by Diyana Gonzalez
People laugh and tell me it doesn't exist
They make fun of me,
They say I could look forever
And never find it.
No matter how far I walk, it’s always the same road…
It just goes on and on...
I don’t know why or how
But I know I’ll find it.
Let them laugh, I’ll still find it
Let them make fun of me, I’ll show them
It may be the same road over and over,
But it'll lead me to where I want to go.
When I find it everyone will see I was right
This journey will have an end
The one place I belong
A place of paradise.
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