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I find it hard to talk to myself I was afraid to ask for help But I know just how it feels The pain reminds me it was real I find it hard to figure it out I gave it my all, without a doubt I made my mind up, to rise up and then I made my mind up, to be a better man A better man No use crying about the past There's no way to take it back Some loose ends they don't get tied I had to learn to change my mind Even when the night gets dark (ooh) I look up and count the stars (ooh)