1900
Physically in trapped like an animal fighting to stay alive
But I am only human, struggling to survive
I can’t stand you looking into my eyes
Deceiving my with lies
But, if you do stare
Feel my hunger and despair
I was 18 when my mom died and,
I still want to cry, Instead I bottle it inside
It still comes out along with my pride
Oh God I believe I know why,
At least I thought I did
To live is Christ to die is gain
Yea, Yea I get it
I’m living it, even in prison
My family said they love me
Never came to visit
So I’m as hard as bricks *** I got to be,
Discipline my soul, because my flesh is after me
