Prose words. Cross roads. No choice
Actions torture no love, they don't want me to speak my mind
And the hell that I go through,  yeah I hope I walk through
Everything doesn't add up, ima fall and still  stand up
I can't even talk to  my own people
I can't even smile with my own people

The only hope  I was left with
People  I would sit with,  talk to smile to,  
I thought they was family,  I take it bitter down my throat
Stay in bed, late nights, reminiscing on the good days I had
Yes I remember all the words,  the wise words,  sad words
But I ain't got no time for tears
I now get up. Wake from this dream,  I have to fightt... I'm die for what I love... Achilles
Ain't nobody for me... Ain't nobody to lead me through the storm
I got my feet stuck in this mud.. I need yal to stretch out
I needed y'all to try reaching  out
You never see my struggles...
Y'all only see my troubles... Worries
I take a duck at life.. But all that I thought I had were just thoughts
I can't find peace.. What I go through.. But still I hope I make it through... And you see me through lord