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Akeelah


I start myself on the right path And quickly diverge when I'm Met by a new friend reunited old enemy Money flows outta my hands My thoughts are scrambled But it's fun you see? Then focus is drawn to the wrong things; My life alters just a bit Then I realize Howard might be slipping So I get proud I won't let the Asian man stare down his nose at me Diverging my dream It ain't as hard as it seems I realize that a queen Has to take responsibilities for her actions In her own kingdom And I look to my future with my new wisdom Knowing how I'll be strong And how I'll get along And so I am proud I bounce back now with surprises and support Unexpected from old love turned enemy Turned protector again But I can see past this man Into my life and education in this far away land There I shall stand
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