I wake and smile
Till I turn the TV on
Or press the power button on my phone
Just listening to the depressing tone
Blocking as it bounce off the walls
Whats outside
Freshness and lies
Driving or running to survive
Loving the sun on my skin
Same reason why I may have to hide
Watch my back its time to fight
Damn not now Im to high
Blinded by the vibe
But strength you can not hide
Why a W has no straight lines
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A dead past does not put a halt to a new future. A year later, Kaffy, a highly intelligent, creative, bookish, and preppy Nigerian-Canadian 15-year-old girl was released from juvenile prison. She was arrested and charged with petty theft and assault, and was sentenced to a year in prison. Her sentence was supposed to be 6 months for stealing a lollipop, a chocolate bar, a pack of playing cards, and a bag of Cheeto's cheesies from 7-Eleven, but she received another 6 months for kicking, punching, and hitting another female inmate across the face during an altercation in the canteen.
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