in the shadows of my own skin
i feel afraid of what lurks within
inner feelings deep in my soul
thoughts of craziness begin to unfold
like a story that has no end
broken memories stir that i always defend
i think of ways to prove it was good
but the memories i know are like a burnt piece of wood
i never thought my past was that bad
but reliving my childhood just makes me mad
now that im grown i should just let them go
the anger runs through me and continues to flow
not quite sure where to put all the blame
if i pointed the finger it would put them to shame
i didnt get to pick the hand i was dealt
i just have to move forward and focus on my wealth
for those who misinterpret the meaning of wealth
u need to dig deeper and feel it within yourself...
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