Motivation
Some say I'm like a diary; difficut to read.
Try to understand me its not oh so easy.
Some say I am confusing,
It so amusing.
I am hated by people
Shhhh I know the secrects.
I fell but got back up for just a second
I have a dream that I will make it
Unfold my words that are unspoken
I look to the moon for its beauty yes, i look too the moon for its secrect.
And i belive in a God who loves me,
Cant you feel his presence?
Open your eyes,
Seek the hevens,
Tomorrow is not promise.
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