wheres my hoodie
what happened to the days where i stood out from the crowd
the days when i didnt talk,my mind was the only thing that was loud
the days where noone knew i had a face cause it was hid by my hoodie
when i would take the judgement ignore it instead of tryna change to a goodie goodie
i remember me i dont know who i am now
a guy whos quick to smile wow
thats not me respect is givin where its needed
if its not genuine then no need in tryin they can keep it
when did i give up my hoodie for a button up shirt
will never wear tight jeans rather wear a skirt
i guess now im finally found and back on track
keepin my head lookin up to god and stayin myself thats a fact
-gods son
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