Lose
Now I'm grow up,
Now I'm big,
Now I can work on my own
cos no one is lifting me up again.
I have built my wall so strong,
Who do I run to now,
Who do I tell my fear's to,
Who will hear my voice when I'm already dying inside.
Do I now lose or give up
No
something good is coming
I know.
Stephen Ibade
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