You see no feelings on the outside of my face
only a tear drop, drop, from the left of my eye words can't explain the pain i must carry place to place i am glad for the glad and i feel sad for the sad tear drop to my self cuz i never had a dad i smoke to relieve the stress thats on my mind i try to rewind and think about the past cuz i want to learn from my mistakes so for god slake answer to me and tell me in my dreams if my life is for the good or for the bad cuz i'm just living to die but I'm just a 12: 3 gangsta ready to die........
till then i must wait out this pain ...
