I lived in many battle grounds.
***** and busted up buildings
Gun shots and swat teams
Shoving my innocence away
with every lie.
For this fighter shall never die.
I braved crashes in races that I should never have  taken part in to win
But in the heat of the moment
where the gold fuels the win.
I was part of groups deeply questioned
Even though the most deadly gangs were true friends

Not the ones who chose their paths.
I supported their moments where they were weak
I stood through ****** tears splattered
As the ones who tried to place me were unable to speak.

In the battle grounds one doesn't chose their friends
Friends become truer families
Bad values? They thought. I snickered.
I erased the stains of blame and drunken crashes
In addresses feared in the Battle ground's classes.
I have drank until I was someone else
Convulsing on an er table
Locked in psych wards
Fighting off guards
Complying until I was released
I remembered all who truly cared for me
In the battle ground
As I saw the buildings in my rear view mirror
Pulling a u-haul
Destinations to yet another battleground
I'm ready
to never become the lost
Because it was the newer me
That i have found