What did I learn ?
What I got...
Was given or did I earn ?
How much I did , in vain
How much of it will worth
How much work
Trying to catch that dream
Trying to make it reality
Trying to remake me
Trying to ignore my flaws
How many times
Life will come just to throw me to the ground
How many of my rhymes
Won't ever have a voice to make them sound
How long will I be around ?
Solving problems
Writing poems
Acting like I belong
While writing my own song
How many will tell me where to go
When I'm sure that's not my way
No... I won't go that way
I don't care what they say
I follow my instinct
My world is distinct
Not everything is white or black
I have much more than 50 shades of grey
The weight of the world in my back
Precious treasures
Each smile given to me, and the ones I gave
Precious memories
That I will carry to my grave
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