Head That Wears No Crown.
i swear the shadows take me,
just like i swear that i am fine.
i swear that i am hopeless
but i swear that i am trying
i swear to lift my head up
when others push it down
i swear i know my place
call this " head that wears no crown."
i was not meant to wear a crown,
or even live a day,
i was broken, i was beaten
even on my very first day.
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