To grow up alone with no one around,
And everyone trying to keep you down,
But a light shows through the window
one day,
And as vines on a flower, you push on
your way,
Up & up the higher you go,
Like roses on that vine, you begin to grow,
Those down below, you look upon now,
With a smile in your heart, your not
wearing that frown.
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