My mom wants me to live through god 

but my mind is in hell

hearing stories of kids dying for a touch of wealth

I'm only alive to chase a faith 

Trying to find in the truth but Im running out of hope 

The sun comes up and A fathers son is all grown up

Dads trying to cope with the fact that I was raised into the man he didn't want to see 

I am everything he could have never been 

I have everything he never had

I Listened to dad because he seen it all. 

He had to hang his fantasy on a rope

He Lived through it all, lived young and poor

My parents living In a struggle and they have to put everything into nothing. 

believing in a lie

I Never followed trying to find my path with these words I write and say

I want to ask why my road was not paved 

l try and pray but too young to be heard 

the drama keeps calling and my believing is falling. 

This where I'm from.

I tell myself this is living 

I'm working on rediscover my youth.