Feb 7
Most of the time I already know
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Most of the time I already know
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Girl, Stop Apologizing
If I could tell you anything, if I could convince you to believe it, it's that you were made for more. You were made to have the dreams you're afraid of having. You were made to do the things you don't think you're qualified for. You were made to be a leader. You were made to contribute. You were made to make changes for good, both in your local community and the world at large. You were made to be more than you are today and - this is the important part - your version "of more" might not look like "my more" or "hers".
Take chances. Make changes.
The person you are becoming doesn't need to be put together or professional or efficiently crafted if you don't want to be.
You can be a mess that's all your own.
Perfection is in the progress.
Take some time out...
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A little girl with long blond hair
Had something to say
She didn’t like the way her friends
We’re treated on this or any day
So she stood on a chair
And proclaimed for the masses
Treat my friends fair
They don’t deserve your thrashes
Be kind and compasionate
Then she waited
But nobody listened
So she climbed to the roof
Up many flights of stairs
And she looked over the great field
Behind her school and she yelled
Treat my friends fair
They don’t deserve your thrashes
Be kind and compassionate
Life’s too short for cruel passes
Then she waited again
But nobody listened
So she climbed down the stairs
And Headed up Mount Air
So high and so tall
That you could see all humankind
From the top of its snowy peak
Then with megaphone in hand
She yelled
Treat my friends fair
They don’t deserve your thrashes
Be kind and compassionate
Life is better when kindness answers
Then she waited again
Then she heard an echo
From far away
An echo that screamed for all to hear
Treat my friends fair
They don’t deserve your thrashes
Be kind and compassionate
Life is better when kindness answers
Then she heard it again
And again
The echo took on a life
Of its own
Reverberating in the hills
For all to hear
And the more it bounced
From here to there
The more its message
Sunk in
People began to listen
They couldn’t help themselves
The little girl’s call
Began to be heard
So then
An amazing thing happened
People began to be nice
To each other
They found ways to be kind
The echo bounced in their hearts
It bounced in their minds
And the little girl with blond hair learned
That when you want to change the world
You can’t give up ever
Just keep climbing higher
And yelling louder
And eventually
Your word will echo
And the world will change
Even if slowly