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Mar 2015
What may my purpose be...
As a fifteen year old girl I'm lost honestly...
...I mean the world seems so clear to me now
And I feel myself getting pulled in
But confused on a direction...
Should I follow this man. Or this route...where in carnation do I go
Who do I trust...
Do I listen to the girl calling me a ******.
Do I  listen to my Mom telling me to make friends...
Do I listen to them...
How do I truly let go and trust God...
Lost I feel.
Lost in my own emotions.
...one step at a time my child
One task a a time
God takes care of all...
He looks after all...
Under one condition...faith
Faith in him and in your task...
Believe...
And conquer..
Go for it child life only comes one time around.
Sometimes I get so overwhelmed on directions and people...basically ******* life and it's hard...ya know with fear and being black and having a target on my back but it's my life and I want to be happy for myself. I want to wake up in the morning truly grateful. For life not ******* clothes or money. *******. But minute by second I'll conquer and I'll have faith...but actions speak louder than words so well see...
Written by
Miley Cyrus  Mars
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