Essay by thugtildaendHigh School, 12th grade May 2002

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Scared of what tomorrow holds

So we have doubts about fate

Because we don't want to believe

That we can't change the horrid reality

Scared we have to live a worn path

And we can't create our own

Now were mad that we were born

So we stop trying to change

An begin to beg for change

Hit the streets as thugs and bums

Ashamed to look up at gods or even nuns

Excuses created and fronts put up

Afraid to show fear

To any other peer

Show weakness an lose respect

So you remain in a cautious state

Never putting the truth on the plate

Swear you makin it

But never worked hard for shit

I guess that's why you're here

Asleep by train tracks.