Hold fast to dreams ,For if dreams die Life is missing all the promising price. Hold fast to dreams for when dreams go , Life isn’t what you imagine you deferred your passion.
It was dark it was cold
A lot of Sad days took my soul .
happy to make friends
new people new spin,
accept me accept them.
Life was a horror TV show
more drastic every episode .
Cause too much pain
had to make a change, had to separate.
It’s warm it’s bright
good vibes even on rainy nights .
attached to positive things
Still my pass is hanging by a string
Not everybody wants to see me win
guard up that’s just how its been .
my life is now in my hands
no excuse can’t blame mami again .
Time to take a journey ,and find my own earnings.
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