The Turn Around..The Life I See
The water, the trees, the flowers we adore all behind the government system we all fell for. Am I a productive member of society seeing the things that blind me the blood shed the shot to my friends head I just sit there watching adopting the life of a good kid in a mad city knowing I've changed but yet still feeling the same cause I'm angry and frustrated from living in a crazy world. I don't love it but while I'm here I'll make the best of it. Changing the mind frame of kids that I see because there living the life that I left behind me and it's sad because I'm only sixteen rest in piece J.C
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