"Knowing is the Difference" by: Elizabeth Gautreaux
My tear drops are falling like rain from a cloud,
and my emotions wanting to escape, but i have to keep it in
Not knowing my place in the world or what to do,
while everyone keeps telling you “you’re to young to have a clue”
Sometimes I believe them and they then tell me to enjoy life,
but right now its really hard with all the trouble I’m in
Like the things I’ve seen, done, heard, watched, and been through
and now in the world i live in,
i don’t know…..what to do
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