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This poem is about my early childhood life |
| I grew up in Portland where we lived in the hood didn't have a car so we took the bus when we could guy in the house hit me when he was high I did anything just to get by I was only five trying to survive wondering what is next for me in this life well fast forward a bit I'm over here wanting to quit always being moved house to house different rules switching schools left and right trash bag in hand didn't have much planned in life you have to fight to survive try and thrive because this is only a short amount of time |