I Was a Boy Amongst the Men

I was a boy and not a man, living at home with mum and dad, I liked the freedom didn’t plan, was more about the one night stand, I didn’t know what the long term plan was, everyone I worked with had already began Looking after their money I rinsed my bank Independence learning I’m like no thanks I take my washing home I’m there for sleeping I get up and I go socialise work eating Staying out too late off to work too early But I always went in it socially worth it, My shift ends go drinking, no thinking later on get weed, the weed be stinking Drinking pulling working smoking sleeping was all I needed, and all I was seeking Life was good, life was easy, never better, It could have been that pleasing forever But I learned nothing new, a teenager in his twenties, And when it all fell through, my life itself left emptied I withdrew from the fight in isolation Drank and smoked a hermit sleeping I couldn’t understand the hate received I wouldn’t demand anything that I need I’m still a boy who lost his way, With a mindset out to gain, I found light on the darkest day, Grinding out a beautiful pain Time Io find and meet the man in me, took my sweet time but designed to be slow, last, when I fight I’m a sight to see, surviving the odds, fired up for a life I lead I will be what I set out to be, without a doubt watch out for me, I believe I suffered so desperately, Tough enough to fulfil my destiny The lifestyle for the best I can do I know how the world works, I know how the people work too, Now I live it not writing words