Student Writings English I and II

Changes

Fast livin' got me trapped in this street game

Before I die I hope I have a chance to make a change

I'm at the time in my life when I'm ready to change

I'll be dead or in jail if I don't shake this thing

I feel like I'm trapped in a prison, slowly waiting to die

It's getting harder for my people, yet I don't know why

They cuttin' sistas off welfare, these kids can't eat

And it's the children like me turned out by the street

I couldn't see it while I was outside slingin' my rocks

Servin' death to my people, committin' ultimate evil

Robbin' and killin' my own kind, Lord forgive me

I'm blinded by this life of crime, God

Somebody hear me

Since the death of my poppa

My life is filled with drama

Lost both of my best friends

Punished for what dirt that I did

I can't bring 'em back so I get high to forget

All the mistakes that I made

That time won't let me erase

I keep my head up high

But I'm stuck in this game

Steady, checkin' myself

God, please help me change

--CBW--

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