I am

Got mothers cryin'

They worried 'bout the world and how it's slowly dyin'

They test me but I'm still tryin'

Tires flat but I'm still ridin'

I speak the truth there's no lyin'

The world's big I defeat the giant 

Be mad at the world cause I'm testifying

Cause with one wing I'm still flying

This poem is about: 
Me

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