Equals
I've never been wealthy, I don't own a car, I don't know what it's like.
I can't buy the games, that everyone plays, I don't enjoy that right.
But I can play music, drums and piano, where I can be on equal grounds.
The crowd cannot see, the tears I've shed, or what my purpose is about.
I always excel in math and science, because it's there, I have a chance.
It's my second home, that's I've always known, to accept me without a doubt.
Education, is my domain, it's my only place to be.
With it, my wants, my dreams, my desires, can be reality.
I write to learn, perform to grow, try so I may achieve,
I will always try, with goals set high, vying for a chance to be.
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