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Make It On My Own

Don’t do that. Give me that look of epitomized stupidity. You must be kidding me. Just stop before I lose control Of everything and all I know. Every time I open up I find myself getting hurt. You don’t want to hear about my pain? Why? Cus is causes you discomfort. So then its all about you? Your life on that silver platter. Read between the black and white, the grey matter. Open up your eyes Shed the hollow life, your living lies. I’d test you, maybe bring out the best in you. Try these on for size; my shoes Take a journey of what I’ve been through. I’ll like to see how you do. So what if I have stumbled, I didn’t crash. If it was you, do you think you woulda last? No I didn’t burn, Went straight arrow Never took the wrong turn. Its been a never-ending battle. Me against all Everyone watching to see if I would fall. But I won’t back down I’ll crack down Stay focused on what I have May not be what I wanted but man it was the hand I was dealt Sometimes I think love was an emotion I've never felt. Even if I have to walk this life alone I’ll be sure that one day I could say, Yea, that I made it on my own.
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Jul 7, 2011
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