I swear it’s not a novel I’m trying to sell
It started three years ago when I became alone
What I felt was so unknown
I had to find a way to hide these feelings
That’s when I looked for the dealings
From alcohol to weed to cocaine
All that stuff did nothing but make me insane
As I realized what happen to me it was to late
In so deep I didn’t even want a mate
Met someone I thought would help me change
But she only made things worse with pills
She really took me through all the mills
The police came for me and put me in jail
I could do nothing but stand and look pale
As I was there I had time to think things through
My baby girl was born while I was in jail crying
I can honestly say that time was trying
Seen my daughter once since I been out
Which made me run around and pout
Can’t find a job to save my life
At times I feel my heart’s been stabbed with a knife