I never knew I would end up like this
being scared and afraid of happiness.
Losing faith , losing weight
without any help.
Sometimes it feels like this was my fate
or maybe a death wish
somewhere far away in my brain.
I got hooked, I sold my soul to the devil of tomorrow
and now all hope is gone.
I wish I made better choices ,
I wish my head didn’t hear
those mean voices.
I wish I had a normal childhood
so I would kno the difference
between bad and good.
All I ever wanted was a lovely home ,
something to call my own.
Now I’ m sleeping in the streets
and doing hustle and tricks
to get something to eat.
But most of the time
I got drugs on my mind.
There ain’t no way back,
I’ve been doing this for too long,
it might sound wack
I CAN’T GO BACK.
But still I ain’t dead yet…