Pen Feelings

I'm constantly hurting inside
Yet I have no more tears to cry
Praying this isn't the place I die
How'd it feel when they took my life
Shit I can't even describe
My heart so heavy
At times too much to carry
Barley grasping hope
The only thing that helps me cope is

My family
Hell yeah they still mad at me
But what can I say
I never wanted them to be in pain and turmoil
Maybe I'm just a bad seed that sprouted from that good soil
Yet they spoil me constantly
Always send a box for me
While I live and learn
Yeah that shit cold
Never thought I'd see the day
That I'd be cut off from my home

But you learn a lot in prison
Yeah you get in where you fit in
Sit back watch and observe
See the goofy bitches
Flexing states and competition
Why lie shoot dope and fuck each other women
They done forgot where we all livin'
I swear I never wish this on my enemy
Damn
I hope this ain't the end for me



Credits
Writer(s): Angelica Johnson
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