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May 2018
They told me,
It was okay,

They told me,
Not to worry about my family,
That I'll make alot of money,

So I left home without the intention of going back,

I left my home,
Believing a lie,

But look at me now,
Struggling to find my next supper,
Addicted to their drugs,

Look at me now,
Standing at the street corner,

Look at me now,
Doing the thing I said I'll never do,

Look at me now trying to hide the pain inside,
Of being unable to recognise myself,

I had my future ahead of me,
I could have been what I wanted to be,

but I guess I let the world define me,
Let a stranger limit me choices,

So look at me know,
Living in darkness,
In sorrow,
In denial,

I'm afraid to walk away,
of being alone

Look at me now,
Trying to find hope,
Since I left my home without the intention of ever going back
Cabrena Jackson
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Cabrena Jackson
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   eric calabrese
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