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Angie Estrada

Rookie (May 30,1995 / Phoenix)


Living this thing called life
Not knowing when it is going to be my last day for em to die
Living this thing called life
Not really wanting to be alive

I am living life
and trying to find my purpose
I am living life
and being simply me

Living this life is difficult
I am afraid of the world out there
With every other person I know I don't compare
but I am afraid of what harsh thing live out there

Life is not easy
I knew these since I was little
Life was not easy for me
I was always belittled

I can be strong
I have been for so long
I am not going to be a statistic
I am going to be fantastic

Submitted: Wednesday, November 07, 2012

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