I was walking around town with a hood over my head, hoping to god I wouldn’t be found dead. 

I take a look around wondering how I made it, It’s a blessing from above even though I felt I was hated.
I put myself in positions I wasn’t sure I could escape, I was blessed I made it home even when it was late.
I hustled around town to make sure I got my money, Even though I know anyone could take it from me.
I walked away from a life from where I had it all, to walk into this world where no one could catch me when I fall.  Now I have turned myself in with a very valuable lesson, to take a look back and know it was a blessin.

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