Just my thoughts
A solid heart or a plastic smile? I wonder and ponder on this subject in my class , My teacher distorting history to make plenty cash , I just back and laugh . I'm at lunch over hearing a convo , a pregnant girl has just given birth , she was an unfit mother who had plenty sex with a jerk , but suddenly i think to myself how did their birth work ? I just think . I'm at home , my mom stressing about college , I'm worrying about knowledge , it's cash for my own education ? Thats nonsense so I just think . It's 5th grade and my friend is getting bullied , he grapped my shoulder and told me to go to locker 341 , I opened it up and it was a black gun , so I just think . Do we struggle because we black ? or because self value we lack ? I just think .
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