Men

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Well I’m homeless now, livin’ here in this shelter
Smoking dope’s made me crazy – life is helter skelter
Got no where to go but up you see
Instead of feeling good, getting high’s become misery
Time to learn, grow up, time to make a change
If I don’t I’ll be locked up, dead or deranged
Trying to get right, get my head straight
Don’t wanna be in bondage no more, holding onto hate
I’d rather be real and deal with what I hold inside
Tired of being ashamed wanting to run and hide
From the people who love me, the real me, the most
I try to shy away, vanish, become like a ghost
What is it that I really don’t like about me?
That I keep making choices that keep on killing me
I’m not sure, but I know it’s gotta stop
‘Cause one of these days, my heart is gonna pop
And then what? No more seein’ my baby girl
When I know for a fact I don’t love anyone else more in the whole wide world
Instead of taking a weekend trip out to Jacksonville
I was getting high – gotta ‘nother bowl to kill
“How much you want?” – “Oh sure, I’ll take a bill”
I’ve done spent so much could’ve bought a Deville
That’s made here in America by Cadillac
What my life once had before I now seem to lack
Things like contentment, happiness, joy and peace
Now I cower in fear when trailed by police
Why do I do this? Feel my heart pound in my chest
Time to slow down, confess that only God knows best
What He’s got planned for me, what lies ahead
I’m not really sure of, but He doesn’t want me dead
In MERCY and GRACE He has spared my life many times
So now I sit here in this shelter writing out my rhymes………………….

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