place to spend

my quiet night

time to rewind

so much pressure

in this life

of mine at

quiet times i

contemplated suicide wouldn

try all i

could see was

my mamas smile

no one knows

my struggle they

only see trouble

picture me inside

misery of poverty

no man alive

ever witness struggle

i survive hoping

hard for better

days promise to

hold on i

dont got no

choice but to

roll on there

has to be

better place than

this they want

to rob me

of my glory

these words are

all i know

where i find

shelter from it

all

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