I laugh like I cry for a reason,
through this life I've never been breezin'
grew up with abuse
they made their excuse
should have them charged with treason
tv and books my escape
where the hell was my cape?
to fly away but ya know here I'll stay;
my pen and truth by my side
with love and kindness I stride,
seen pure evil to know real good
going to take off my hood
show my face and stand with grace
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