ChicagoFlow
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it sucks to be so alone,
I remember when i was young it was just me and my brother leo,
hardly any parents and its harsh to be on your own when you fall into that chicago snow,
nobody wants to lend you a hand,
i just think if i could change.....
what would i do?
how could i make them sorry that they evr did this to me?,
Because they lied and promised things like a loving family, but when night comes im cold and alone,
now i think...
when i lived on 51st
there was no such thing as dreams
not even in my sleep
i would wake up screaming
but no one would ever hear me
was it my fault that nobody was there for me?
