Look into my eyes and tell me what you see
A child with in trying to break free,
To break free from a cycle of acting like a slave
A cycle of the streets from how I was raised,
From the things that I've seen that I thought was okay
To the things that I've done to get locked in a cage,
Im hoping and praying to have a brighter day
one where my pain and old habits can all go astray,
but to me it feels like its so hard to change
especially when this new person feels so out of range,
Its so hard to change in this world of sin
I try not to show it but I'm lost with in
