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Youre Better Than Gold

How strange it is to be anything at all We all hope to grow up, Big and Tall But as the bird spreads his wings And learns to fly His soul sometimes dies a little inside. He is growing up and he is scared He is full, of the fear But not to worry child The fear is something most of us have, we learned from it well Don’t get caught in the place you used to call hell Make things better; prevail Show them all what you’re made of Show them the fire that grows inside your heart You may not see it but your glowing. You illuminate the darkness; You are your own hero You never gave up the fight Hold your head high son, you’re doing alright Don’t let them steal your soul Your value is worth more than gold.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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