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-I thought my time was now
-Because my mind was in gear-I was focused.
-I was a loner, but I ain't care because I was going somewhere.
-I was at an unstoppable pace,
-In the beginning of the race...headed toward 1st place.
-Dude pulled out a gun, I tried to run...it was too late because he began to rape me, take it from me,
so now he got me hatin me.
-I find myself looking down, all around, on da corner, again im a loner.
-But in a different sense-because what I once had is now over.
-I wish I could go back to who I once was, so maybe some teens could see who she was, and what she does...so they're not tempted to live a life, where one is always on da run.
-I think about suicide, cause all I wanna do is die.
-I hate this "new" life-maybe because it consist of
a puzzle that's all mixed up.
-Although im selling big drugs, making big bucks,
I get flashbacks, and think to myself...this life sucks.
-I was going somewhere, had an education too.
-I need to find another road to follow-like the path I was headed down, it was...new and strong, not old and hollow!
-A tear comes trembling down.
-This isn't a start of jus another game, this is, pain from the heart, got me here alone, crying in da dark.
-As I ask myself Who am I-to think im not suppose to shed a tear?
-If anybody can it's me, because all my life i've been living in fear.
-At times I feel like no one understands me, you may be listening, but you ain't hearin me.
-I'm struggling, screaming out loud-a cry for help.
-A final message to you is, play your cards right, because you may kno the hand i've been dealt, but there is always more to be told and even more to be felt.
-I'm still speaking da truth-it kills to kno someone crossed da line by violating me, raped me, got me hating me, and loosing all faith in me.
-I feel like people will never KNOW-in which im being judged and rated, waiting to one day be raided, so as im sitting in my cell, at least then maybe i can find all my faith again and stop feeling hatred.


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