Behind The Grind

It's been difficult for me
Depression was a daily
Thing was I feeling like a
Clown? How many times
Did we move in that town?
The streets were my soul
Teacher my allies my only
Leaders I'm not asking
For your sympathy cause
All you need to know
I've been trying for so long
And you make it so
Hard for me the
Weight is on the children
People you brought their souls into

This world this is your
Reality and in case you
Have forgotten you [?]
Responsibility and I can't
Forget the pain we suffered
But never will I blame my
Mother I make my own
Reality thought you don't
Agree with me now I'm free
Here on my own so far
From home you were right
Now I'm free you told me
To believe and you were
Right and I miss you