my mom was very torn
I'm glad that the very day
that I was born
Growing up was harder and harder
until i met my bestfriend Christian Carter
I wanted to be like him, he wanted to be like me
Nothing was breaking our friendship, not even our enemies
Alot of good memories, and alot of bad ones
I wish the bad ones could have been the best ones
first time riding a bike, or driving a car
I knew there was much to reach it's just really far
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