my struggle
followed the wrong path, struch down by society
tried to make music but couldnt get the propriety
had the struggles, went through it involuntary
to give my heart to anyone now i am very wary
if you see me smile - im not happy - its rarely
it was my choices that led me here if i put it fairly
no anyone to hold me as i push myself through
not even a father to see how ive grew
pretended to be okay and used it as a ruse
but really my heart was hurting and i was confused
always fighting, there was always a dispute
gone to therapists that said neglection was the root
momma thought i was saint but i used that to delude
cause really i was turning into someone who was crude
still struggling but time just goes onwasting away bit by bit till the day that im gone