It's not about where I've been
It's where I'm going
The direction I'm headed
People can look back and judge
Never can they look forward and see
Attitudes may hinder but never stop me
People see what's written upon paper
As for my heart
People remain blind
My intentions, can't be seen
Second guessed at best
Refusing to give me a try
Refusing to forget, a killer is now
named a saint.
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