When I was young looking for some fun, a mistake boy did I make <br />I remember that store and the mask that I wore, and the words the owner did take; <br />'Someone's going to pay for what happened here, I sure as hell know <br />no way you will get away with this, if you think you can just go'.... <br /> <br />So now I did my time and took what's mine, that crime was long ago <br />I paid my dime and let that be a sign, for society to finally let go <br />No more running and no more hiding, I'm just going to stop right in here <br />I made mistakes and suffered my aches, now leave me to drown in my beer <br /> <br />Now I'm out, no longer so stout, just happy to breathe some fresh air <br />but as I walk the street a free man, I still seem to get that stare <br />As an older man now, I don't know how, I will never be able to adjust <br />then my inner soul told me so, for my mission I know I now must <br /> <br />Doing that crime was never fine, and I'm ashamed for all that took place <br />but now I am free, and truly want to be, a part of society's race <br />I'll get a job and rap with those kids and beg them to remember <br />ain't nothing in this world that has any meaning, if you're not going to be a member <br /> <br />Although the day is short, the hour is late, suffice it for me to say <br />that fatal mistake you're about to make, the rest of your life you shall pay <br />The one way out, perhaps your last bout, may still be found if you can cope <br />find a true friend, to give you his hand, to teach you this prayer called HOPE.....<br /><br />2bpositive 2bpositive<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-saved-my-life-her-name-was-hope/
