The Language of My Mind
There's a language in my head
It tells me am not dead
I know I live, am alive
I'm made to survive.
Times have been bad
Some left me so sad
I know I live, am alive
I'm made to survive
This hope I have
The "Son" He gave
That's why I live, am alive
Will more than survive
If growing up is hard
I'll watch my guard
Cos the Son He gave
Gives hope I have
That's why I live, am alive
Will more than survive!
This poem is about:
Me
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