Jack 58

Surviving with little money Life really isn’t funny Raining even when it’s sunny Don’t wanna run this rat race No chance of keeping up pace Falling on my flat face But this is my turf Like nowhere on earth This is MY place To defend with my life, so I don’t lose face The smell of death is stale Living like the alpha male Every day is up for sale Dreading when the phone rings Know I gotta change things This is what my brain sings Seeing other people’s tears When surrounded by their fears This is what man hears Sadness from the knife Affecting someone’s wife Causing family strife Yet another day is done Lost a daughter or a son Another victim of the gun My dream escape was through song Every day I hope I’m wrong But I fear my day has gone Even being told your dope Doesn’t always help you cope But I aint giving up the hope Bad influences to remove To get back in the groove Transition is rarely smooth Find something inside to inspire To lift the spirit higher To give and keep the desire Different life it needs to be Can I make it, we will see Change can only come from me