Life in the game.

Why such a cretin? Why can’t I learn?

Maybe it’s karma for all the bridges I’ve burned.

Whatever the speculations, I must keep in mind,

That if I continue this track I might be doing time.

I picked up these habits in hope of having a family and fun.

All I got was bad memories when it was said and done.

This addiction far worse than what I ever thought.

Thank god I never got caught.

All I want is a chance to get back up on my feet,

To have a better shot at life,

Instead of living life out on the street, keeping all this grief.

Until that day comes ill just stay with the flow.

It causes my family and friends much unwanted pain,

That’s why I wanna stop this life as a criminal,

Always running from the cops.

I hate the fact im the one being worried about.

So when I have the chance, ill take it

To heart, and stay the hell out.

I know it looks like I enjoy going back,

The truth is,

I can’t step out it’s all I got, all I know.

I try to see the light, but there are to many obstacles in sight,

To even try a fight.

Ill never give up, I know I got the heart,

I just need one good start.

To all that never believed or had the trust.

Ill do whatever I must to prove you all wrong,

No matter the cost,

Cause I wont stay lost!

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