[Morgan]

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Lights shine down
Blurring out your eyes,
You never thought you'd make it here
But no one is surprised.
Pressure's on
and you don't know what to do,
You'd do anything,
to make them proud of you.
Keep up the smile boy,
they're expecting it you see?
If only you had listened,
but you're just too naive.
It's becoming hard,
just to face a day.
All this is on you,
and you just want to play.
Run your fingers through your hair,
and wipe away the tears,
Call up that old friend,
she warned you of her fears.