Glow up, Grow up
Life... Like many others I grew up in bad neighborhoods
My parents were too young and couldnt live the life they wish they could
It was hard and it was tough to get around
I was a silent boy and I almost never made a sound
I wasnt the strongest physically
But that doesnt mean I was the weakest mentally
I always tried my best and kids my age actually looked up to me...
But I just wish they could see what I could see
As my parents grew so did I
My parents were doing great and we were reaching high
Then I had a sister that I would always have by my side
As a kid I had a lot to learn
Simple things like how pots and pans can burn
With this in mind I learned to have sympathy
Because I know somewhere out there somone is living worse than me...
I speak more now than ever before
I do that now because if I dont then I will never grow
Here I am today grown and going to college
18 never felt so good now that I know my voice can finally be acknowledged
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