Gold is plated on what we think is real
Rich is day because we manifaste it
All that is not right
But you painted my sky
I came into the world they called "Public School"
I was cold as day
Scared with might
But you took me in
Even though I was a broken kite.
I was ruthless, and mean
No one wanted me
But you took me in
Even though I was worthless and fightful
You taught me right from wrong
Put books in my hands
Told me to always write in my best
Because you took me in
Even though I was not at flight
I did as you said
I made my bed
I tried my best
because you took me in
Even though I was a fading light...
Honorable mention
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