Raps from the teenage soul
Who are we to have a dream
To imagine the unimaginable?
Who are we to be the queen
To live with kings who claim they are ineradicable?
Who are we to pay the price for justice
Knowing we are broke beyond measure?
Who are we to be the answer
When we are known as common errors?
Well I am the one with the dream worth more than gold
I am the queen who the kings never for told
I paid the price that was too expensive to give
I know the answer that everyone needs to live
I rhymed the words that couldn't be said
I thought the thought that people thought to dread
So I wrote you a poem , to maybe help build the strength you acquire
As I always say , I desire to inspire before I expire
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