Work hard,
Then have a debate
then there’s that thing called life, that often comes with fate.
You then do your best
But none of us are perfect
Yet through gods love, you start to believe you are worth it.
Hurt me with nasty words
I know I am protected
Yes, there are bad days where I tire
Yet through his humble grace I then lighten up, and become on fire.
I need my time with god my
Thats where I look towards and pray to him,
All these gifts are humbly provided by the almighty within.
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