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Ambition


My heart isn't into the root of evil Although I do need it to survive In order to get my point across I must stay alive I'm more concerned about what God has in stored for I I want the world to recognize and love my ambition I hope they listen to one in such poor condition Wale said it's easy to dream but harder to live it He couldn't have said it better I am a witness I hope the world appreciate my gift as not just a business Beautiful music generating energy to paint my vision Can you love and recognize my ambition? I'm the child in the middle who struggled as a kiddo Being born in a hurricane was my message that life would be a storm God foreseen the need and 1988 my destiny was born My art is sacred I pray it's not scorn As a little girl my granny once called me evil, why is that the term used for supernatural? As a child the doctor said I needed glasses, why was that the solution for my third eye? In elementary school my parents was told I needed extra help, why was that the case for someone special? Perhaps I just needed someone to recognize the gifts God has given me As a child I always told my dad I wanted to grow up and help people I didn't know it then, but now I know my mission I just hope for enough support to complete my vision I go to school for nursing I paint and write for therapy With my careers I wish to heal
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