No way
No where to hide
no where to go
strictly in silence
One way out I know
closed my eyes as I count to three
but God his self would not let me be
living in a world full of hate
but the angles above came out the gate
saved instantly by one quick thought
My family my friends myself was sought
Now I know that things will change
because with a pencil in my hand empowerment came
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