Our Journey
You grow up just trying to fit in and making your name known.
As you reach the countdown to adulthood, you look back at the time you've blown.
It's here and you can't run or hide from the reality of life
It feels like your future is chasing you with a knife.
You know it, your parents know it. you're finally grown and on your own.
This is your moment to follow your dreams and be alive.
Just remember everything is a blessing or a lesson either way you will survive.
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