My Time Here

Thinking of you, day and night
Wondering if I can win this fight
To get out of here strong and true
Thinking that all I have is you
Family is something I don't know
To the streets is where I did go
To be myself without anyone
I wasn't happy, it was not fun
Look at me now, behind the wire
Knowing my time will soon expire
Crying at night at the visions I see
Knowing that all I have is me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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