My life, my drama, my tears and my pain
All the struggles, the hustles, dilemmas in my way
No words spoken, neither a direction down the drain
Oh dear Lord Can you hear me in the alley with the rain?
Barricaded in these city walls and nothing left to gain
Feels like leprosy, all types of cancer – I see my fading away
My intentions were good till my mind couldn’t crack it
Derailed and bounced back and still my flesh wouldn’t accept it
They say when a man finds a woman; he found a good thing,
But of all the women who found me, it was always a bad fling
Waiting surreptitiously for the day I get the change
Looking worse than an addict on narcotics preparing a syringe
Lightning bolt strikes through just like the sword of Kensei
As I look up to the skies, now I understand words I couldn’t say!