I struggled inside for a very long time
there would be days I didn't make a dime
back at a time when I didn't have a home
so don't judge me because I wanna be alone.
You didn't see the things that I had to watch
I drank me some gin and a bottle of scotch
struggling inside to find my own truth
I denied my happiness since I was a youth.




© Josiah Bhola Hillaire