Days come and days go,
Long nights,
Hard nights,
Cold nights,
And days like nights. Friends come and friends go,
Families will some times disown those in it.
In the wrong place at the wrong time all the time.
Some get out of it,
Some stay in it,
Some think it is a game,
A game it is not,
Some think it is easy,
Easy it is not,
Some talk bad on you. Always on the run,
Always in the shadows,
Always known for bad not good even if you do some good.
Fighting for food,
Respect,
Life and more.
The deeper you get in it the harder it is to get out some die on the way out.
I was in it and it was hard to get out but I did it.
What is it the streets the hardest life to live.
