Why Am I Here

Foced in with no escape just because of one mistake simply waiting on a date to return after man has decided our fate. We ask, why am I here? After the gang we served over Christ and all the crimes and all the heists. After the people we jumped like opposition and the property damage, our endless mission. We ask, why am I here? After the drugs we sold, to whom no care and the fights started simply from stare. After getting high everyday and the Devil we invited into our hearts to stay. We ask, why am I here? After denying face to our son the burden we caused our mom, It weighed a ton. After our family and home, that we destroyed and after all the women we have toyed. We ask, why am I here? After school expulsion, all our fault and the yougsters to be like us we taught. After the name we gave our neighborhood and doing everything except, what we should. We ask why am I here? After the hopes of others, we happily crushed and their lives to us didn't mean much. After all the people we put to shame and playing with life as if a game. We ask, why am I here? After the second or third time being here and the thought of return brings no fear. After everything we have done wrong even though deep down we know we belong. We ask, why am I here?