Born Trapped

I just realized that I'm trapped, I've been boxed up for a crime I committed when I was young and off-track/

I lived strapped.... angry, emotionless, and forced to survive, no time for remorse, fuck love, or pitty, no slack/

You ask why is that?

Seriously?

First....it's the norm where I grew up at

Second, my father fell in love with the bottle and crack, that shit had him overmatched/

He was lost, and angry, beating my mother on the daily, until she didn't pack, she left everything in her life, and didn't look back/

Real Talk.......

True Facts......

Me and my sister, became the target of his attacks, unspeakable shit, that scars you for life, like a tat, a birthmark, a permanent black patch/

I wondered where the fuck is God at...

We were too young, and to small, to fight back, that's the first time I felt Trapped!

U know how I dealt with that????

I grabbed my jacket...