It takes a Village
I took a peak over the edge
Curious and free
Only to see people scrambling around
And i thought to myself will that soon be me?
I recall my mothers words that one day I'll have to leave the nest
That my wings will get strong enough to take flight into the world and to always do my best
Colonial La' Jaie molded me in JROTC and taught me disciplinary skills
Each practice like a siren he would yell
You've got what it takes just hold strong to your will
And my big sister she was always there to give me a hard time
She told me after graduation
It was because she always knew id do just fine
These people molded me to be the young man i am today
I'm forever grateful that they were the guiding light that lead the way
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