rate me

L is for the liars that have surrounded me

I insecurities my head down in these streets

F my future there isn't 1

E Eternal hope

This is my life

I wake up every day to the same old foster mother

I ain't got no pictures of my mother

She was a crack fiend nothing like pot mother

She didn't make a difference if though she

Could've I'm a shame shame of my life

Pappa cracky sold me twice

On a late night stopped by

And look in my eyes

Bags from the tears that I've cried

And the people who lied

Telling me that this is my place

Phony & try smile In my face

When I should have know something

Was rare smiled when she opened the mail

Kept a nice mink on her back

Meanwhile I got a goose & my goose got patches

I'm so mad this is me

I'm so hurt this is me

So I shouldn't be

Well I goin be alright cause

I'm pregnant by a dude & he not 16

But I like his style & his whipp is mean

My mama told me to find a man to take care

Of me & he does buy me things but he beats on me

I come to her for a little advice

So I show up with a black eye

Telling me to know my place so I stay

Waiting for my body phase

Telling myself it just a little pregnancy phase

When all in reality I'm being discourage & disrespected

And under the pressure & I don't really blame the man

I blame my mother for not teaching me the different types of man

Life could never understand my side of story being that it's so consist 18 years

And 9 months developing raised in a prison I guess I'll never make a difference

Born on to another is the least

Of my problems

Parents like deja vu

My stomach is starving

3 months pregnant idiotically I departed

So ashame of a life that was started

I ask god if he can take the pain away

He made me in denial of every word I pray

Every day it's the same old no talent I'm feeling like

My life is unbalanced no telling what tomorrow going look

Like yea right wrapped up in a fast light for a sudicial

Act why is my life set up for a failure I can care

Less with the people say to ya'll we break out

In rage venting all the hurt inside who am I

To tell you what you fail to realize the voice that you hold

Within you the voice that you are

The Voice Of The Young People!

Thanks to Kadija for these lyrics

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