They say lack of effort and they point fingers at me, but at one time I was an innocent child , so blame society. They tell me I'm stuck in criminal code, but if they lived my life then they'd know I'm stuck in survival mode. You see where I come from hellos are brief and goodbys are forever, Success stories are rare and almost never. Trying to survive long enough to get out the hood is not easy you see, so don't tell me how to act, or think untill you'v been me. Stop putting on a front, cause to you I'm only another number, if I die or live, it won't effect your slumber. You see the only thing I've ever known will be the reason my life comes to an end. I'll die lost, and lonely without a true friend.
But that's life, that's the hand I was dealt. Stop trying to understand you'll never know the pain, and hurt that I've felt.
2007-03-12
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