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He’s young,
Full of anger
Seeking attention
By Wildin out
He’s a Good soul
With Bad intentions
Yes he Needs guidance
But Who’s his daddy
Everybody kept silent
Who’s his daddy
Everybody just looking
With blank faces
He’s lost
Nobody wanna help
Nor Extend a helping hand
He’s lost
All he tryna do
is save himself
So young
Full of anger
With no history
How is
he supposed to
Identify who he meant to be
So many questions
Nobody around to provide answers
Who am I
He’s wondering
Who’s my mother
Who’s my father
Somebody rob me of me self identity
That’s not cool bro
That’s not ok
What’s at I suppose to do
In the middle of the desert
With my food,
Left to survive
How am I
supposed To figure this one out
They Watching me
Seeking to see
What will I do next
I swear
I will discover
Who stole my family history away from
