wonder what will be,
what my eyes will see.
wonder what time will bring,
if it will be amazing.
everything is well,
i do too often dwell.
what if, why, i wonder,
i dont want my life to go under.
i should just accept life as it comes,
stop thinking about living in the slums.
pick myself up and realize its real,
look in the mirror this is the real deal.
just sometimes how i feel
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