Just trying to make it

Just another dreamer trying to make it Just another dreamer trying to make it here's my chance so i'll take it if life is so short, why do good things come with patience if Jesus died for our sins, why do we continue to forsake him if my ancestors died for freedom, why do I still feel caged in i find irony in the fact that, a blue pen and a black pad, Seem to be the only tools that are required for me to be free but if ink comes from soy and paper comes from trees does mother nature suffer in trade for liberty? We make plans for a brighter future, to overshadow our past Politicians promise checks, They dont plan to cash They make movies about the devil and share rumors of illuminati, how come the worst of people get to "Wake up in a new bugatti" There are so many people unemployed in the land of opportunity Are you kidding me? Obama is in his last term, hopefully he will have instilled some change but it doesn't take a president to move a nation if we want to make difference lets do it now Cause if the world settles for this knowing we can do better than this I may shed a tear for my unborn child all the while dying it side as I see that beautiful face untainted by such a horrible place maybe im wrong maybe people will change.....

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