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Ambition Carries the Mind of the Young.


Evident of the irresponsibilities

Yeah those.. the one that hang over me

A halo of ambition--a dream, passion decepates

A cycle found I discovered.

What becomes of me

 

Fun in my time.

Or the fundamental of learning in lines.

Institutionalized I found myself at times

Dodging my on crimes to get myself back in line

To that everlasting and crippling

One-way line.

 

People like me copper-skinned

Two-toned put into bins

Suffer a cycle like me and my friends.

 

I am that one that will fly

Out of the structure of my socialistic ties

I peeked out of my procrastinated lies.

A work in progress, I am the one to dine.

 
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