He can’t see that he is more than average.
He can’t see that he is more than mediocre.
He sees a failure, when he’s a winner and he doesn’t even know it yet.
He’s been conditioned to hate what’s in the mirror.
They can’t see victory, but I can feel it for them.
They can’t see success yet, but its on the way, you bet
And…………….that probably didn’t make sense,
but ehhhhhhh………
We can see opportunity,
We can see hope,
We can feel sadness too, but we can make it through this windy storm called life.
We can be free.
We can be free.
We can be free.
We just have to believe.

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