The Struggle

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I'm tired of planting seeds I wanna see them fruiting trees But would you get down on your knees To make your ego small as a bumblebee? I need you to pollinate these ideas for me  
funny how im over a hundred miles from home yet when i see a scholarship i remember why i came to school  
Yes im from the guttered of the gutter Does that mean i deserve bread, no butter Just because i started off low classs Doesnt mean i wont one day toast to success with a high quality glass
All persons must go their own ways, All people must do their own thing. For we can not predict or hope, To follow the path of the winds. They will twist and turn you inside out, Like the tides of the Tempest's sea.
Times were hard from the day of my birth. I have a father who didn’t know my worth. While I was being born he stole from my mother. Was high as a kite chilling with his brother.
WHY DOES LIFE HAVE TO BE SO DIFFICULT WHEN ONE TRIES TO DO GOOD BUT SO EASY WHEN ONE IS DOING WRONG? WHY IS IT HARD FOR PEOPLE TO HOLD ON TO THE LITTLE GOOD THEY ALREADY HAVE TODAY?
I feel so sick My insides are crying My brain hurts, I'm dying I'm trying No progress, and no success Wheres the time and effort, I've lost my best I'm gained more stress Got too much things on chest
when I was starving when I was left for dead when I was abandoned or
These bones were made for breaking and with this world full of greed, No wonder it seems everything is shaking, destroyed with no seed. Take heed my young valiant and do the right thing,
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