I've been in the wrong position my entire life
I was born into it
Mammas a free fiend
Pappas a Rebel
No Mentor would touch me
Too overwhelmed by the damage to repair
With out an end in sight
How could I ever dream to be more
Still I FightStill I RISE
Against all ODDS
with burdens so heavy
Still I FLY
Got all I need shining so brightly inside this heart of Mine!
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