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Jul 2018
Dreams so far it's hard to dream it
Dream so close my soul can reach it
I tried to feel it in my hands my heart already felt it
  Body so cold that we my soul can melt it
Dream so big my computer couldn't save it
Heart so sad because my mother didn't make it
Best friend gone because the pain, she couldn't take it
recipe never made because my hands couldn't mix it
Hair so bad because the sister couldn't fix
Will I chase my dreams you best believe it
God  can never bless you, if you don't open up and receive it
Now I'm being real I think you should be real and not fake it
Dreams are so far but it's easy to make it
God is the truth and life inside you
Don't try leave all that stuff behind you
All though things will start to blind you
And you say is it doesn't mind you
Your mother looks in your eyes and she can’t find you
You don't need me to be kind to you
You need the truth
And like a tooth
It will all
fall out
And the you'll sit there and pout
And when time comes for god to count
You will have doubt  
In your heart
And from the start
Our life is a cart
Forever rolling
But if you don't  trust in god it will feel like you bowing
Rolling and rolling
Until you stop
And pop
Like a glock
The force from which you fired
Will make you feel like you have been rewired
But on the wrong road
And if you want you story to be told
You need to stop being cold
and open up
Like a cup
Be filled with the strength of god
So stop listening to that ipod
And listen to god
I know some people think this is ood
But dreams
are like screams
Yelling and yelling
Swelling
Inside you
But you can't hear it  be cause of all the stuff behind you
Because to ties that bind you
will not be kind to you
But at least im
Paying mind to you
But when your mom looks in your eyes and finds you
You can thank me for not being kd to you
Written by
Paris Jackson  F
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