The Ugly Life
The life i live i didnt choose or did I?
Every morning i say a prayer,a chant
Is anyone listening? I lie down thinking
How to escape? I cant? Or i wont?.
As the sun gets ready to hide for the day
The choice gets harder go or stay?
For what seems to be the millionth time
I put on my mask, my glory, my armour
Time to shine.
These men dont care what i risk to get here
All they know is what they want,desire
They dont want to hear im ready to give up
All they know is i make a quick buck
Finger prints on my body not only my face
Wounds on the inside as much as the outside
Do i give up? Is today the day? No! I have to fight
I have to climb, i have to do it for not only me
But for her, my light, my shine, my love, my life
MY DAUGHTER.
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