My Worth
All my life I worked for the best
I never take the simple route I keep it complex
I work hard in school to get my education
I've made it to this point by my dedication
Nobody understands me and I can feel the hate
I believe good comes to those who wait
My time, My struggle, My work, My hurt
Still I pull through because I know my worth
I will never give up no matter who doubt me
People try to hate but know nothing about me
It used to hurt and I used to struggle
But because of God I always stay humble
Sometimes I may fall and have a bad landing
But its only because I strive to be outstanding
My time, My struggle, My work, My hurt
Still I pull through because I know my worth
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