In and out of dirt and mud
Through the soup, and through the crud
Flying full force into the fear.
I never asked
I'd never beg
For the place I stand, right here
But still I am, and can not change
This obligatory space
It's time to dunk my head and wash my face
Clean the fake
and cleanse the fears
bite down on life
and shift my gears
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