Reintroduction

Talking to anyone that's willing to listen I understand the pain you carry, so I give you attention Please put down your suffer. As people, we need each other Attacked by the cold hearted and still, we don't take cover Cause a heart is a heart and other people hold us in it If it's cold, it needs love. When it's warm, it tends to give it Its two sides to one coin. As awful as you felt People that's unhappy themselves makes you unhappy with yourself So we stay in our shells, 'til we're taken by a tide Which I find so ironic because we're drowning inside I reach out to anybody that has fallen too deep I offer mine because a hand is sometimes all that you need Look, I admire people like you cause you know what's pain The ones that only know what's joy, don't really know a thing Every day they are alive but never notice they're living 'Til they're old, about to die and begin reminiscing They have a different sense of living and that's party and spending Money taken from their hands instead of time that is given Dropped a tape about me hurting and peeped other people hurting Ain't stream enough to splurge but, was still more than worth it It proved I could help. This is bigger than myself Simply empathize with those who are no different from myself Just know your pain is felt. I know that illness could linger All these emotions being vented from the lift of a finger Could've partnered with some homies that was hitting licks dawg Put my money on my gift dawg, not on a gift card Though I admit, I'm still afraid to quit my 9-5 I went and got it back after the one time that I tried Feel like we all taught to feel secured by our jobs Then before we get our checks, the government take its part (Damn nigga) Learned business from someone without a business If she did have a business, she wouldn't teach to begin with My point: school ain't teach to work for myself Just how to work for a check and how to work for my debts Excuse my ramble, these are just some thoughts in a poem I'm not saying drop out. I'm saying, know why you going My mom brought me here from a 3rd world country Plenty parents did the same but, it's still worth something Stayed with her bro, we were a nuisance then Gathered our things and found a stranger with a room to rent Today, she raise two kids in section 8 All that taught me was, keep moving and never break Not to devastate myself with yesterday Bad times are first steps to better days Left the crib and got married, now there's obligations You may think I'm rushing things but, she taught me patience Use to not speak for weeks because we got in a fight Came a long way from those days and she'll be coming tonight To vent a little, get sentimental, her voice gentle Words kindle, adding lyrics to my heart's instrumental It's just her and these notes that really know who I am New niggas come around like they know who I am But never get to know me. Though, I hate interviews Can't you see my best friends are the same from middle school I was blue and 22. Not the best first impression I'm really chill and uplifting, not so down and depressive