Born in a world of pain
Scarred with the tasks of staying sane
To some, innocence taken early
Either voluntarily or involuntarily
The history of those who take
Because it’s for their conscience sake
This place where purity is a joke
And damaged is hidden with coke
I ask myself, “Why should I birth”
In a world, where the girth
Will constantly decrease
Either by their biology
Or what they will see
At last, I see a bright light
That improves my eye sight
From a force like no other
That says change is what I will discover.
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