Days have gone by
and i am now 23
remembering days
when i was homeless
and sleeping under bridges
never again will that happen
days go by
and i still think of the past
thinking where would i be
if i still was in that possition
would i sell myself to live somewhere
or would i sell myself for drugs
days go by
and it is still
a vivid memory
GUD POEM AND SAD
LIKE ITZ DEEP MA
BUT AYE KEEP YO HEAD
UP AND PRAY...
I CAN REALLY SAY I KNO
YO FEELINZ BUT DA SELLIN
YO BODY UHMM NAW
I AINT NEVA BEEN DAT DEEP IN
LIFE...