Rise
To get away from the pain. To avert from the blood stains of a cut vain that still remains. See, these problems keep calling my name. I feel so ashamed that my little cousins gotta see and pay their past to at least get in last. Uh, feeling this cut by a glass makes you realize that your ass needs saving. But don't cry through the window pavement. Cuz this will cave in and shape it thin. So slim you can even see it. So don't believe it, just achieve it. Let others believe that you can do this shit. Cuz all people want to see you fail. But don't let the veil blind you. Cuz that's what it is. Show them, cuz today is your day and its time to shine. Follow your heart and your dreams. So lets go and see what you can be.
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