Day By Day
my reality.
day by day you tell me what i can do
we do not have the same mentality
but if you only knew what i go through
have a seat
ill tell you my story
ill read off this sheet
but dont you worry
my story starts in sixth grade
switching schools was hard
it started with a simple blade
and it scarred
day by day your words hurt me
but now im strong
and better then ever
what you did was wrong
but i will never
go back to the blade
the black, the dark
cause my future is bright
and better then ever.
day after day
the frown turns to smiles
and the tears go away
i am happy
and thats here to stay.
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