World Changer

As I look around my town

All I see are sad faces, young mothers and kids that can't be found

Sad mothers, wayward children or those that have very little

It pains my heart when I see this But I know I can't help everyone

Because now a days young girls think its cute to be belittled

Young men run around thinking its cool to wear their pants down

When they don't seem to know where the trend started

Why not pull your pants up, crack open a book and get into somebody's college

I've always dreamed of a day I could help

A day I could change my community

Today is the day I take a stand 

Give somebody else's child an opportunity 

 

 

 

 

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