Your on your own Kid.

When you get your chance take it, only one you have to start fresh to start new.
You go and bend the rules of this game called life. Most of us only got one try.
No one leads you through the dark or lends you the light. Make our own fire
create your empire, stand up and be a leader. For once you once you call the shot. They say there’s no “I”
in team so move as a unit. Now take this knife and fight for your life.

Do you have a plan for your one only chance, to escape this hell that’s been over your head?
This is your life, do as you please but know that no one helps you through the dark. Do as you may.

You have a second soul that depends on you. So wise up champ, toughen up kid. He’s in your hands. Guess he your problem now, the one that causing problems but still you love him. I sat and cried, thinking every night. Why me, I’m no mother. Just a little girl that takes this knife and fights for his life.
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This story yes is about me and a liltle bit of my child hood as an 9 year old girl.