Yearning for change, yet lost in the haze
A heart that whispers, a mind that delays
Dreams of soaring, yet feet on the ground
Seeking the answers that never are found
A canvas of life, blank and wide
But where to begin, where to confide
The colors of hope, the brush of desire
Yet the strokes of doubt, they never tire
The stars above, they seem to guide
Yet the path below, it hides and divides
A journey of growth, a quest for more
But the map is hidden, behind a locked door
The whispers of courage, they softly speak
Yet the echoes of fear, they loudly creak
A dance of shadows, a play of light
The will to change, yet the fear of flight
The river of time, it flows so fast
Yet the moments of clarity, they rarely last
A heart that beats with the rhythm of dreams
Yet the melody of life, it often seems
To wander in circles, to drift away
From the shores of hope, to the seas of gray
Yet within the storm, a beacon shines
A call to rise, to cross the lines
To embrace the unknown, to dare to try
To find the wings, to learn to fly
For within the heart, the answers lie
The courage to change, the will to defy
So take the step, though the path is unseen
For the journey of growth, it lies in between
The dreams of the heart, the whispers of the soul
The quest for change, to become whole
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