Sitting in the dark thinking,
Up all night while the world is still sleeping.
How could it be that I’m here again,
Missing it all; Wanting to be free again.
Stuck playing the same routine,
Just trying to find the peace inside me.
Smoking and drinking it was the everyday scene,
A darkness I let consume me.
Drugs to take the pain away,
Now I sit here in the dark because they took daylight away.
Chained up trying to break free,
This isn’t how I wanted my kids to see me.
Why is it that when it’s going good,
Karma comes and takes me,
All I’m trying to do is make it out the hood.
Lost and confused,
Wondering what to do.
Stuck behind bars thinking,
Up all night wile the world is still sleeping.
-Ximena-