Have Faith

Am I living to work or working to live?

Either way I'm still considered a kid.

Alone in this hardship

or helped by my dad

The latter is something I've never had.

They'll judge you and point, 

without GETTING the point.

And my education will always be coined.

I still apply...

I'll always try...

'Cause at the end of the day, there's only one guy

One answer

One road

And only he knows.



This poem is about: 
Our world


Tahvia Brown

Always Have FAITH

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