Catching Up
Standing with the adults at only 17
Another trip found me here
Not the first or last time standing there alone I'm
Wondering what is it like to feel ok
Wondering why I can't find a way
To walk that fine line while locked in chains
Check to check, I can't seem to catch up
Until it falls
It always falls
As desperation grows back to the wall
No one to help, no one to call
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way
Told I couldn't go to school
Shipped to the other side of town
I didn't learn it in a class
You have to fight for each step and slip along the way
I was only a teen and not very mean
To support my recreation I needed money
I can't blame you for choosing the life you lead
Looking for my next meal'I might need to steal
Cut it up in a bag to the corner concealed
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way, living today
Load me up some green
Brings me to my knees
Tie it off for me
Just on more please
Chop a line or three
Will I ever be free
More pills to go to sleep
Will I ever be free
Another trip found me here
Not the first or last time standing there alone I'm
Wondering what is it like to feel ok
Wondering why I can't find a way
To walk that fine line while locked in chains
Check to check, I can't seem to catch up
Until it falls
It always falls
As desperation grows back to the wall
No one to help, no one to call
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way
Told I couldn't go to school
Shipped to the other side of town
I didn't learn it in a class
You have to fight for each step and slip along the way
I was only a teen and not very mean
To support my recreation I needed money
I can't blame you for choosing the life you lead
Looking for my next meal'I might need to steal
Cut it up in a bag to the corner concealed
Never so small
Fighting for one last breath again
What is it like to be ok
The sky above your head not grey
No hiding to get through the day
Not in the way, living today
Load me up some green
Brings me to my knees
Tie it off for me
Just on more please
Chop a line or three
Will I ever be free
More pills to go to sleep
Will I ever be free
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Writer(s): Wesley Lanier Richards
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