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power is whats needed when you fall down to ya knees you feel weak when you shouldnt be and strong when unneeded, you feel like your the opposite and you feel like your positive but ya not positive your becoming the thing you dislike most becomin your own worse enemy and blamin people both, now before you say this so called poetry is bull this aint even close to bull you can connect this poem too, im just mixxin up my emotions with a bit of feminen thoughts mixed with the power of my so called art i wasnt built for what i want myself to be i was built for makin people to be happy but i was young and dumb i felt left out so i wanted to become like everyone else smokin weed is good but bein good that can go to hell so let me be what god told me to be and be the best at it and use for somethin great in the future and then i can go to heaven or hell wit it,id either burn knowin that i tried to do a right thing or know that i did a great job and admire the angels when they sing