is my development arrested
or am I under-invested
I give my personal best
and yet
for me they want death
but I've got strength
and I go to the lengths
I swim to the depths
I remember when I crept
I know my momma wept
when I did my best
when I live with zest
even when I am under-arrest
my happiness is where I now invest
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