Life.

Daily writing prompt

What’s something most people don’t understand?

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Think of your childhood, lost in the haze,
Trapped in the hood, just counting the days.
Silenced voice, no room to stand,
Dreams too small for the world’s demands.

Skills were weak, the climb was steep,
But focus now—your roots run deep.
Have your fun, but don’t lose sight,
You’ve come too far to dim your light.