"Made It"

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Some things can never be changed,
Like the way people's past where arranged,
Because somethings were hurt a lot way back,
And they only tell one or a few,
Like their bestfriend named Jack,
They will usually want their life to renew,
But have no clue what to do,
Some become a runaway,
Some take their life in one day,
All this to escape their enemy,
Whether it's fear or hate,
Anything,
Even stuff that makes them want to bring back what they ate,
All they want to do is escape,
Or have proof of being loved,
Because all they feel is horrid pain,
Coming down on them like hard rain,
They want comfort and happiness so bright,
Or even to just make things right,
But they just can't seem to find that little light,
One like those that guide others through the night,
To them they are alone in the dark,
They don't see that fire spark,
Up the road and strait head,
So they should stand up instead,
And go to find where it's coming from,
Because when they get there they will see their whole world,
Everyone who loves them there in a vest or a dress wearing white shoes,
Holding a small little box,
And as you recive every single gift,
They soon start to shift,
Open them like anyone would do,
And there it reads in a beautiful print,
"We always loved and believed in you,
And now you have Made It."

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