We tell a lot, yet reveal little. Facts so many yet truth hidden. Hinged to solace we live in public, lone rangers. Our smiles hide our sorrow.
So careful of our hearts, afraid to take risk. We tell you so much about us yet that's just everyones' truth. Seeming perfect but get too familiar you unravel the spots. We just want to read you to reveal the rest. Most give up at inception, a lot read the cover and believe that's all. We're so secure we've devised this sorcery you can't just penetrate our hides. We'll just to open up.
Impossible is temporary. Impossible is a dare. Impossible is a boundary. Impossible is a limit. Impossible is just a level. And it's just a word. Impossible's waiting to be proven wrong. Impossible respects the limit breaker Impossible is gonna be the past It's a matter of who's gonna make it past Impossible's today, possible's gonna be tomorrow. Between Impossible and possible's just time. Besides, the word says I'm possible.
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