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Changing Endless Dreams


My Mind Focuses On The Life Around Me

But I Focus More On The People That Surround Me

There Is Much Gun Violence In My Community

That No One Wants To Be Unity

My Life Started Noticing The World As I Seen Hurt People

But The People In My City Dont Care 

I Live In A Community of Endless Broken Dreams

No One Really Cares About Education Anymore

And You See A Few Going To School Or Trying To See New Things

Where There Are Others

Who Think It Is Cool To Have A Gun Or Whatever They Call A Tool

To Me I Look At It As Nothing

You're Nothing 

That Is What People Thought Of You

And You Made It Happen

When You Were Younger You Had Dreams

But Now You're Happy With Being Nothing

You Used To Think Going To College Was Cool

Now You're Doing Nothing 

You Sit Around Not Even Thinking About School 

Being Nothing

Studying Nothing

Learning Nothing

There Is Everything For Someone To Do In Life

Many Oppurtunities Are Open

You Could've Been A Kid Who Lost Their Life At A YOung Age

But You're Here On This Earth Today

Still Doing Nothing

Being Nothing

Learning Nothing But To Be A Bum

So You Need To Teach Yourself To Be Something

You Need To Change Your Mind About Life As You See It

You Need To Think About The Oppurtunities In The World

Because You're Still Living

Because You're Still Here

Because You Still Have A Brain That Can Learn

Because Deep Inside You Are Someone.

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life.&nbsp;</p>

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