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Its My Time!


I believe I’m ready , I believe it’s my time, I believe it’s my chance

 and my time to shine.  Few stanzas  and a lot of rhymes ,

 please read my message within these lines.

 

I’ve been developing and preparing for the fight in the rain,

I’ve  been using my knowledge and skills inside my brain to recycle my horrible feeling of pain,

Seeing all the devastation during my childhood that was insane.

 

But now I’m older and bolder with no longer a chip on my shoulder,

Keeping my mind running hot as times gets colder.

 

I put my knowledge into books for the use of a scholarship,

I would really be the only kind in my family who’ll walk in

The category of Leadership.

 

It’s my time, it’s my time, it’s my time.

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