This life chose me

I was born into this life,
So this life chose me,
How much sacrifice will cover the price to succeed,
by right who sheds the light on the rich with luxury,
or those whos been imposed and labeled to be the theives,
what if you starved or been deprived,is it crime to try to eat,
feed your family,
because you was born in poverty,I have a question is this a lesson,a punishment sort of speak,
a life ain't worth living if you never get on your feet,
I need direction,
a reflection of things that that soon to be,
after the recession I just guessing, a life of luxury,
the price been paid in life full of pain and poverty.

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