If You Were a Millionaire

What if it were you who couldn't afford to go to school?

 

How would you feel?

How would you deal?

 

Your dreams ripped away.

Can't save them for another day.

 

All you want to do is the things you love.

But life seems to puch and shove.

 

In the dirt you are now.

Still just wondering how.

 

And why.

You're nothing but shy.

 

A good person, good at heart.

That should have been a good start.

 

I think it's sad.

 

So come and take my hand

and together we'll make it through this storm, do you understand?

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