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Mind Of The Ghetto

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By Street Cries

See I am hungry so l got to eat feeling pain inside can't sleep

See food stamp come on the fifteenth its the eleventh couple days from heaven

You see mommy spends her money on the seventh

Cigs at 711 my pops gives me money teaches lessons

Works hard no profession no car so he keeps stepping

My home broken late night my tears keeps me choking

So when gangs talk to me i am open hopping to be heard when spoken

Depressed talking fast girl at recess only 13 what a mess 

Sunday School taught rules that my house dont prove

Streets my mentality what l got to lose with mom dating crazy dudes

Who's who in the door coming through

Pops in suburbs watching news

Don't have clue what l go through

I stay silent emotionally bruised

So l raise myself ask no help things seem ok quiet as kept

As long as l stay to myself

Watching tv escaping reality seeing how my life could be or should be

See the pain in my eyes and know that its me Peace

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The Immortal Wize says:

POWERFUL STUFF! Much respect

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LP45 says:

Powerful indeed! The imagery is an all too familiar scene in the lives of many. I felt every line in this write. Thank you for sharing this Street Cries.

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