Out Of The Smoke Comes You. Not Covered In Lies, But Truth. Not Afraid To Be Real. No Matter How You Feel. Then Life Becomes Too Hard, And You Think: "Where To Start?!" So You Realize, Life ***** And There's No Such Thing As Luck.
This is for my poetry class. Is there a hidden message in here? Cause its suppose to have one but I'm not sure if I succeeded in that.