The world around me

I unlocked my mind to see all that is

Some think I fall short but I make do seeing as I am a kid

Day by day I walk my path looking for all I can see

And I wonder what is the matter with the world around me

Do you not dream, can you not redeem

Oh my how our fathers would be so unpleased

To squander their gift, this opportunity.

In a world where war rules and people are still angry

I wonder is this what it means to truly be free

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