Sometimes in my own mind
I can see
That I am blind
And it might seem
That I'm alright
Broke by needs
Brace my sides
Though time be my enemy
Though fear be my friend
I know I'm not purity
But it I will defend
Take me take me
Hostility won't break me
A bullet and a hug
I'll struggle life with love
Rise with sun and set the moon
I'll sing my life no auto-tune
So believe me a mother
That hands don't only wash
Words by my father
These hands will lead the lost
~Psyqsol
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