What's going on
Idk what's going on with my mind, I see my goals but it still feels like I'm running around blind. Things were meant to change, sooner or later we gotta change the page. We only have one life so there's no need to make the same mistake twice. I was lucky enough to get another chance in life, cold and lifeless my mother held to the sky. Praying that her baby boy would come back to life. Coughing out water then I open my eyes, seeing my mother on her knees crying. Maybe I was meant to do something great, or maybe it just wasn't time for me to enter those pearly gates.
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