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My Life Struggle
My life struggle
My life been nothing but a struggle
I went through so much
Hit the breaking point
The point where I didn’t know
What to do
I think,
And,
Think of ways to
Get back on my feet
I did this and that
Just to picture my life as I dream of it
But in reality it wasn’t that of my dream
Working hard for it to come crashing down
I’m going through the struggle of death
That life have to offer for me
The glamar was never there
There drug was my best friend,
Brother,
Sister,
Dad,
Mother,
Cousin,
Drug was the family I always wanted
Never leaving my side to be fill with this thought of abandonment
Crime was like a next door neighbor who was friendly at first to you but
Turn ugly as time goes by and goes on
Jail was the home you wanted to be in
And didn’t want to go to
And home was where you never wanted to end up
Leaving every night to fill the street with sound of struggle and cried
Being homeless was never a question to be answer but
A question to be ask and wonder about
That was all part of this life I stay in like my clothes on my back
Standing up by myself
Looking at my corner to see nothing but wind dust
Blowing dirt in my face
All I try to do is dust this dirt of a face off and
Get back on this life
That’s fighting me left to right
Praying to a man I never seen for a future
That was never promise to me
Looking at a future of dreams of no deception,
Without disappointment to be throw in my face
It’s hard when you feel no pain and
Dress up in dirt of a clothes
Left alone to watch what is my back
In my own corner
No one can live this life I live
I’m working hard to achieve my pursuit of happiness
Doing whatever it take to achieve this
That I think is right and get me through this hard knocking life
Of mine
This a crazy world I live in
See me selling this to get my money right,
Sell that to get that flash of a clothes and shoes
Whatever it is to get to that money
I was there like I was there for you
When you was fighting to survive
Do it I say fight them demons and lets make money
No one can do it better then me that’s how I see it
Live,
Live,
Live,
In my shoes and see if you go a day
Don’t erase my time of my struggle for I may fight you for it
That I’ve been through all this its
Time for my pursuit of happiness
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