Through the lens of a 13-year-old's eyes...
I witnessed my first tragedy, a life cut short, a future denied
My uncle's words, a warning, a call to action,
Keep moving, don't look back, the system is broken, the struggle is real
My mother's nocturnal shifts, a testament to her strength,
But the struggle was real, the uncertainty, the constant fight
In a world that seemed determined to hold me back,
I found my voice, my purpose, my will to attack
The odds were stacked against me, but I wouldn't back down,
I rose up, I fought back, I turned my pain into a crown
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