This pain don’t go away, It’s inside of me everyday.
Lonely tears, waking up facing fears.
Living on my own in the street, trying to stay steady on my feet.
Nothing is gone change, certain people only live this life.
But why?
Is the question I always tend to ask.
Because I grew up in these streets so fast.
Drinking and doing drugs,
Never had a daddy so im searching for that love.
I want to change but were can I start?
Because I’ve been doing so much, it seems like change is far.
Mama stressin’ wondering why,
I feel so bad for the tears I made her cry.
I miss the old me, the innocent girl.
But I guess this is what they call the real world.