Reaching in, doubful of what
Reaching in, doubful of what she'll find
The faith in her heart defines what's inside.
Making ends meet, or meeting with the end
Pushing to keep moving, you have to eat to survive.
Mind of a hustler, with the doubt of her mother
polar extremes keep this young woman with hunger.
Fear is an option when life is the main focus,
enjoying it will living it to make it, dont be hopeless.
I will keep reaching in and building this road as I go,
with the bricks life throws at me as I ask for more.
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