Everything

The man with everything, how he cries Cuz’ he carries the streets within his eyes The days he’s suffered show no regret They have made where he has been so he can never forget His innocence was stolen by the ways of the ghetto Trapped by the streets without a possibility of hope No father to guide him, his mother lost to drugs No one to listen, a baby raised without love He cries in the silence of his minds privacy Because he was taught showing tears made him weak Even though he has left his past behind Sometimes he wishes he could go back into time So the mistakes he’s made could be rethought And all the dreams he’d wished for wouldn’t have been lost Now he realizes and has finally come to understand That he can’t continue to regret a past that shaped him into a man