Life in my rhymes,
life through my eyes..
Life in my rhymes, life through my eyes..
Crack babys bein born, teenage suicides..
Very dark places, i wanna shine through a light..
Into the darkest corners, where they all run an hide.. —
Its mad, as a little kid i had big plans..
Its sad to think that all i did was skip class..
But i had stuff, bad stuff, i kept to myself..
From the age of 1, i was left by myself..
The pain that i felt got blanked, now im a man..
Grown up still seekin the help..
Off the rails, sleepin in cells..
Tryna find hope so i speak to the clouds.....
I was given permission to publish this
BHP
