Flip the switch

What if I decided it’s time for it

What if I decided I’d flip the switch

I’d flip the switch on all those that did me wrong

I’d be the one walking all over them

How would that feel I’m thinking like a requiem

They wouldn’t know what was coming

They would all try to be gunning

But they wouldn’t know who was running

Because I just flipped the switch to be something I’ve never been

Something that will set me up to win

Like all those snakes in the grass

That can kiss my @**

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My father

My father never paid a dime for me

That’s why I lived in abject poverty

I tried to get up

But there was always something missing

To all the fathers that never bothered

You are the reason for poverty

You have left your sons and daughters in misery

For hundreds of years and you always ignored their tears

What if someone was out there looking out for us

What if someone cared about us

Wouldn’t that be just?

We’d be living in much better places

We couldn’t be divided by races

We’d all know that our lives mattered

Even though for hundreds of years they’ve been shattered

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Busy busy bee

Busy busy bee

That’s me

I’ve always been this way

So if you thought still I’d stay

You were so wrong all along

I didn’t make it like this

It’s the perfectionist

She always redoes everything

I wish that was lying

I tried to stop and I got so bored I fell asleep

Now look what thats gotten me

I’m trying to sit and wait

But it’s not part of my update

I keep moving fast like a busy busy bee

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Stress is like sliced bread

Stress is the only place I’ve lived

I’ve only lived when I didn’t have anymore to give

Sometimes I wonder what it would be

If I didn’t have this stress you see

I imagine living in a place where people are good to me

I imagine living in a place where people aren’t so insecure

But then I snap back to reality

And I see the stress that I always see

I guess at some point I should get used to it

If everything goes wrong anytime I speak to one of these

I might as well get used to living on my knees

But really I’ve been down so long

Everything looks like up to me

Anytime anything goes right I’m wondering if it’s really my life

Sometimes we’re stuck in a place where we’re alone

But I’ve always been on my own

Things go better when I know that the devil lives on my heels

If he didn’t I don’t think I’d be real

But everything is still looking up to me because what I’ve been through I couldn’t even put it into words you see

I’m sure someone understands how it feels to be left out of the creators good plans

I’m good at seeing the bad side of every man

The only way I get to know anyone is because of some good in my life that must be undone

The devil is busy and he always wins in my life

Maybe next time God will get it right

He does make mistakes

Or likes playing games

Because I’m tired of moving lanes

I’ve got to keep moving

No place is my home

So every year I begin to roam

Traje amor

It’s worth fighting for

Its worth fighting for

Traje el Amor

Does it matter who it’s for

Traje el Amor

Does it matter who it’s for

Welcome to snowville

Land of so much fun

I’m bouto make them hittas run

Sometimes we got to be the one

To show them we can’t be outdone

Its worth fighting for

Traje amor

Its worth fighting for

Traje el Amor

Does it matter who it’s for

Traje el Amor

I’m throwing snow everywhere

So you better be prepared

They tryna gas us up

But we know it’s not enough

We’re waiting on no one

We already waited a ton

Its worth fighting for

Traje amor

Its worth fighting for

Traje el Amor

Does it matter who it’s for

Traje el Amor

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Discussion of Glitch by Toasha Jiordiano

Toasha describes the glitch world in a way that makes you see it, feel it, and smell it. Glitch takes you to an apocalyptic world where people are searching for ways to get a chip or get rid of one even if it causes pain, but somehow Synta finds hope. She has hope for her family but hope may not enough.

We always hear stories of people in apocalyptic worlds that are trying to leave the old ways behind, but the people in Glitch are trying to keep some of that technology. People astonishingly steal and recycle chips. But most think they have the chips for good reason even if they could glitch.

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Animals

We’re going to the zoo

We might see animals you never knew

There are lions and snakes, and rats

Just imagine all of that

You can pet a little goat

You might get stuck in a moat

There are gondolas up high

You can see the whole place in your eye

In winter there are lights

They are so, so bright

Come to the Zoo and visit the animals

Some of us are mammals

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Make it happen

Make it happen today

We would have it no other way

Great things are coming wouldn’t you say

Life is bringing the best

We don’t see anything less

Do all the work today because it’s almost time to play

All the work is being paid off

We are no longer lost

We know the way and the light

We know that we have finished a good fight

So now we reap all the rewards

We headed upwards.