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My world is in rewind
Where do I go Next?
The place I call home has crime.

If I call for help,
I'm not sure what could be done.
My parents would belch,
and the police would come.

Tears would be shed,
and an arrest would be made.
So if i could prevent this ahead,
I could be saved.

Friends and teachers ask why,
Why the bruises?
All I say is ask the man in the sky.
I asked the same question to Jesus.

I struggle to pass,
but I have my mind set.
I try to stay relaxed,
Trying to do my best.

But home is not,
Where do you go from here?
God Why won't it stop?
Maybe the end is near.





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