I didnt have it all.

I was just a Lil girl when i went throw so much pain.
As my daddy was in jail and my ma couldnt rememeber my own name.
I would sit by the window and look at the stars wishing i was up there
and not in in wrong.
i would get yelled at day and night as
my ma would walk in the door and see
my tears of fear toward her.
She would hit me once or twice and next came my brother.
He didn't know better but to skip school and
do drugs cuz remind you again we were raised by each other stealing money from
friends and feeding each other with all we could.
And now it is better my dad is back home and my ma is a stay home ma.
I never thought it would work out but than
they don't understand why we act how we do to them but if only they knew what deep down inside we were really going throw..