Growing up I never really understood
The concept of parenthood
Cause the adults around me
Only pushed their child to be,
What they wanted to see
Saying 'oh' education is the key
Maybe for them, but not for us,
And because of this we felt lost
Didn't know what to be believe,
What to trust
Inside us their beliefs were conceived
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From a seed they wanted us to grow up into a full grown tree
But we were just weeds, fruits couldn't bear on our leaves.
You see everyone's not like you or me
You can not forsee
What they ought to be
Not everyone wants a degree
Or a fancy living
Money driven, life
Some may want to be a family loving house wife
The heart of the household,
Making sure the food's never cold
As well as the family
The stronghold of the home, the gravity
That keeps everything in place
Someone who can not be simply replaced.
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Others may want to be an artist
Even though they may not be the smartest
No joke their paintings, the contast, the shadows, are all the sharpest
Times of their best and their darkest
Can be displayed when their ability is harnessed
Simple emotions that are felt,
Can be reflected,
In their master pieces
The quality never decreases
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And like me I don't know what this world has in store
But I know for sure
That a score is just a score
And nothing more
I will not let it tie me down
And have myself be drowned in what others believe,
Cause when the time comes my fate will be revealed.
And this little ****
Will be sure to succeed.
r.k.a
