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I Must Live
There are times I feel I can’t go on Times I feel I’m beyond time Despite my frustration I have And despite how the world is to me I must live I wonder just how much my past Has over me How my upbringing affects me today My restraints Setbacks My short comings Nonetheless, I must live When things seems as if they’re never ok When no matter how hard you try to push it your way I need to see what life holds for me I must live to see I must live to see To parent my offspring I must live To see what the future brings I must live Even though the coin tossed the other way I must live I must live I must live Do we give 2nd thought to why we are here? Or do we give in to our fears? So many things I realize I don’t know Reason enough to live or let go? I don’t have the world to give But, I must… live Part of me lives in all I do It would be selfish to not share the fruits The liberties giving from blood shed My ancestor years ago bled I must live for the years to come I must live, I must live, I must live
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