LIFE
I'm only 16 trying to chase my dream
things are getting very ironic
they dont appear to what they seem
Soaking up a message from life
I get lost on my own
It like I couldn't tell my left from right
(NAHH)
Picture perfect like a picture
when no family was around
it was just me and my little sister
I made a promise to her
that i will always be with her
But then the death of our Grandmother had hit us
Can you see the picture?
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