I looked pain in the eyes
Whispered in hate's ear
Love was behind the wheel But fear would still steer
Me and hate had a dinner date
At the cafe where the sinners ate
Tried to convince me to collaborate
But I wouldn't participate
In fact I had to emancipate from this sinister mental state
Truth is the light, aint really no need to elaborate
At this time I decided that I had to differentiate
I was living on the border
lacking discipline and order
I remember like it was yesterday
My mind is a recorder
The tomorrows of the past have turned to the present days
And with this gift I have of gab I'm going to find a better way
I promised myself that when I started living my dream
That I would never wake up
Self is fully esteemed