time of dispair.

written by. frankievalentinortiz1 ITS ALL UP TO ME CANT CONVINCE ME CANT PUT MYSELFOUT OF MY MISSERY. In these times of dispare we gotta find a way threw the desealent broken trails Knowing we aint the first to triverse threw the hot dessert winds no givig in drivin 2 make it threw the night...perked up with the morning light cant stop me not me Im going to live free if it kills me. I can see all the beauty kept within. hiding my sin Its a givin lm a lone wolf on a mission truth in old superstitions old fairytales Truth in those talltells they say they just old wisetales 2be exact they are sciencefact. Thier way of saying they told us the truth in a lie believe the exact opposite youll be alrite. Im not acting all brand new Wen I was young it was all so brandnew so ignorant Taking away our innocence we are a products of our inviroment and mysteries. ITS ALL UP 2ME CANT PUT ALL THIS TO AN END CAUSE IF I DO THEY WIN. blasphemy tacky wacky tobacky karate shoes with my fresh creased kikis and a pendelton struggles are real nothing new. fighting for me and you yours & mines crimes Been givin ample warning kept pushing and pushing testing your patience. loss of the innocence black hands dicipline making examples of them unsung heros. Raised wit Endless amounts of hope kept me afloat Down many cold & lonely roads. At times inbetween hard & good times the wait went on and draged on 4so long Gave me a chance 2see my reaction at disperate times is who i teally am. It drug me out towards hardtimes inbetween right & wrong disperate times defines me those times had me low low without any where to turn and nowhere to go Some things you learn as you go.. nothing good or bad last4ever either.niether SO IM GOING TO PULL THREW WITH HELP FROM YOU REPINT OF MY SINS WIN. Learned to take the good with the bad. After all had passed as well as the happy & the sad... tryin at times is all I ever had dieing for all the new things all the other kids had 4 me. At times Had grow up fast my dad was down in chino left me head of the table. Its a difficult task tryin get buy im not even trying to lie tears in eye yelling up at the sky. Wondering why asking why we been lees fortunate in life broke in the poorside Rich in things money couldnt buy or couldnt teach. rich in respect & love moms touch slap me smack me up for coming out of pocket I really did hate her for it Back then wen i new no better but i know better now and love her 4 it now... trying not to why does it have to be like that 4 me. Seem 2find a way out this false thinking