UsEleSS cHiLD

No longer HeLPleSS

No longer UsEleSS

Time to have purpose

Time to contribute.

 

Not enough time

Nor not enough energy

Pushing through to create

And inspire the world.

 

Perhaps my works of art

Perhaps my Internet persona

Will become my destiny

As I continue my studies.

 

What a UsEleSS cHiLD

What a UsEleSS cHiLD

I cannot rely on others

Or that will cost me my life.

 

The real world is dangerous

What a shitty place to be in

That is why my artistic drawings

Will help me grow up

Making the world a better place.

 

No longer helpless

No longer useless

Time to have purpose

Time to contribute.

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