I will

They want to see me fail telling me I won't make it,
I will make it better is yet to come.
They say I could've died laying in the hospital bed,
I will live another day cause God keep blessing me.
They say everything ain't meant to be you in a fairy tale,
I will make it happen cause I believe in me.
I will be expressed the way that I desire to be.

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Me
My community
Our world
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