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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