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Jan 2014
I know what I have.
I know there's help out there.
But why should I go?

You say this'll help me,
You say i'll benefit from it.
But why should I go?

The help out there is a crutch.
It won't help me in life.
So why should I use it?

What I have isn't a broken leg.
It's a hurtle, one i'll not trip over.
Why should I use this crutch?

If i'll beat this, it'll be my way.
I know I can do this myself,
I can do better I WILL push myself.
'Cause I know i'm capable of high marks.
I will continue to, I will not let my hurtle make me trip.
if I trip, it'll be on my own feet.

so I ask you again:
Why should I take this crutch,
when I know I can fly?
Just so you don't think I have an addiction or anything like that. My hurtle is English, I'm allowed extra help and time if needed, but I never use it 'cause I never need it.
Evergreen Pines
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Evergreen Pines  Canada
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