My Future
In a world were it is easier to judge than to understand
Where it seems that many have their heads in the sand
I want to lend them a helping hand
I see my friends and parents smiling
I have reached my goals there's no denying
Traveling and seeing new faces
I learn so much from these places
As a child they held my hand
But now it is I who helps them stand
My parents who came home with cuts and bruises
Can now sit and relax with out the abuses
This to me is success
Helping all the rest
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