“This song means so much to me.
As you witness my inner teen healing –
My adult self grieves for her.
Its hard to remember happy when the memories flood in –
The bar was set so low –
“you’ll never” –
Always starts each sentence.
No sentiment.
Left in the cold to push through my own –
bullshit coming from all direcitons –
Oh my bad, sorry no cussing.
I am here for the kids.
To all, let this all be a lesson.
The hardest way will always be alone.
Don’t cut off your tribe before they make themselves known.
I thank my ancestors on a daily –
for granting me the confindence to know the difference.
The ripples I would make –
Just spreading joy where ever I go –
Not just another story to be heard –
no not mine.
I am special because I am me, just as you are you.
This world needs us all to mature.
Without us no future can be held.
What do you plan to leave behind –
your blood sweat and tears?
When will the masses see –
no capitalist system runs on empathy.
Thats called freedom –
to know and make a the difference.
So make one or sit this one out.”
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