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Nov 26, 2008
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Dark Streets
My entire life I have always based how I feel on how others treated me.
That's not the way it's supposed to be, That's what stopped me from living my dreams.
So here I stand in my cold little world. Awkwardly I allow weakness to unfurl.
In my world I stand alone, on the streets I thought were home.
Come to find that they're a place I don't like to go, that's why drugs and alcohol is what I chose...
No more easy road out, No more high like a cloud.
Forcing myself to face my own reality, I don't like what the mirror shows me.
I must walk through the darkness in order to appreciate the light. I gotta keep my goals in sight.
I'm just hoping that I can do this one thing right, I gotta try with all my might.
My heart is my sacred place, It's been clouded with painful hate...
So I gotta walk through these cold dark streets on my own,
So I can gain the strength that needs to be known.
Now longer will I allow others to change how I feel, It's time to look in my soul and be real.
My goals and aspirations must carry me now, I'm proud to say I won't take the easy way out.
Fuck these dark streets I've allowed to swallow me whole. They got me 17 feelin' way too damn old.
From the needle in my arm to the razor at my wrist, There's gotta be something in the world much better than this.
I'm talkin' about that love, the courage, the strength from within. I'm talkin' about really livin'.
I'm tired of looking back on my past, contemplatin' on shit like damn why'd I do that??
I'm tired of always wantin' to cry, not enough strength to try
Everyday just wishin' I could die, going through my days screamin' fuck life!
I'm tired of that little white rock, that tricks me into thinking my pain will stop...
Everyday it's like a twisted game of tag, I'm constantly runnin' from myself, bustin' my ass.
Lookin' to find another sack, Just one more little bag...
So now I found the courage to stand on my own two feet,
No longer can I allow my reflection to scare me, I am my own worst enemy,
I must set myself free and follow my dreams.
Because in my world I stand alone, I need to be okay with bein' on my own.
So I begin to walk down this cold dark street, Because I know that eventually I'll see,
The warmth and the sunshine that awaits me on the other side,
I choose to free myself from my pain deep inside, It's about time I start to live life right.
So sit back relax I'm gonna take another stride, I don't nobody else I know I'll be just fine.
Because before I can accept your help, I need to ease my troubled mind,
Only then can I truly survive, these dark streets must get left behind.
I gotta step out of my own way, and put on a smile, no longer in denile.
In order to be free I must first love me!!
That's not the way it's supposed to be, That's what stopped me from living my dreams.
So here I stand in my cold little world. Awkwardly I allow weakness to unfurl.
In my world I stand alone, on the streets I thought were home.
Come to find that they're a place I don't like to go, that's why drugs and alcohol is what I chose...
No more easy road out, No more high like a cloud.
Forcing myself to face my own reality, I don't like what the mirror shows me.
I must walk through the darkness in order to appreciate the light. I gotta keep my goals in sight.
I'm just hoping that I can do this one thing right, I gotta try with all my might.
My heart is my sacred place, It's been clouded with painful hate...
So I gotta walk through these cold dark streets on my own,
So I can gain the strength that needs to be known.
Now longer will I allow others to change how I feel, It's time to look in my soul and be real.
My goals and aspirations must carry me now, I'm proud to say I won't take the easy way out.
Fuck these dark streets I've allowed to swallow me whole. They got me 17 feelin' way too damn old.
From the needle in my arm to the razor at my wrist, There's gotta be something in the world much better than this.
I'm talkin' about that love, the courage, the strength from within. I'm talkin' about really livin'.
I'm tired of looking back on my past, contemplatin' on shit like damn why'd I do that??
I'm tired of always wantin' to cry, not enough strength to try
Everyday just wishin' I could die, going through my days screamin' fuck life!
I'm tired of that little white rock, that tricks me into thinking my pain will stop...
Everyday it's like a twisted game of tag, I'm constantly runnin' from myself, bustin' my ass.
Lookin' to find another sack, Just one more little bag...
So now I found the courage to stand on my own two feet,
No longer can I allow my reflection to scare me, I am my own worst enemy,
I must set myself free and follow my dreams.
Because in my world I stand alone, I need to be okay with bein' on my own.
So I begin to walk down this cold dark street, Because I know that eventually I'll see,
The warmth and the sunshine that awaits me on the other side,
I choose to free myself from my pain deep inside, It's about time I start to live life right.
So sit back relax I'm gonna take another stride, I don't nobody else I know I'll be just fine.
Because before I can accept your help, I need to ease my troubled mind,
Only then can I truly survive, these dark streets must get left behind.
I gotta step out of my own way, and put on a smile, no longer in denile.
In order to be free I must first love me!!
— EyeZ street geist, Nov 26, 2008
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Robert Melliard
17 years 6 months ago
Rhythm
EyeZ street geist
17 years 6 months ago
no it wasn’t a rap a