Comeback
Comeback
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My eyes are turning into red
My hands are weak
My tongue losing its power
My thoughts are confused
My words are mumbled
I have no eye contact
My failure making me look like a pushover
But, I hold unto God
Whatever people think
I will come back and elevate myself.