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Extremely Blessed!


As I lay restless, heart full of pain When I think too much tears start to fall I reminisce about my past and wonder if things would be the same I think about all the people God decided to call Home, whether they were doing good and playing ball Or barely holding on to their life by a machine I think about it in school but I try to give it my all Been writing my feelings in my lyrics since I was fourteen Never did anything horrible, but my mother was very extreme She said I was out of control, but all I ever wanted was peace It was never fair when I was told no so I came up with schemes Lost my mind when I lost three people in a week, rest in peace People don’t understand me and will never know why I stressed It could’ve been me, but I don’t complain because I’m extremely blessed.
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