Your Poetry Dot Com - I gotta hold on....

I cant say that Im the best because if I said that Id be lying and Id upset the rest
My life aint no fairy tale, no I aint never been to jail but I did stand on the corners and sell
What we try to band from the streets but I didnt care, it kept Jordans on my feet. It kept nice clothes on my back
So I could careless what you thought, I wasnt cutting you any slack.
This world is so big, so I was forced to grow up fast
But my growth wasnt like they planned so my life they looked past
Didnt to much care about life and sometimes I have that feeling but I gotta overcome
Cant stay down to long, gotta move on no time to look back at what Ive done.
Didnt have a father in my life so I hated all man
So hard to get through to my mom she would never understand
Got tired of feeling sorry for myself got tired of crying buckets of tears
Got tired of running for years for useless fears
Had no real reason to run because Im a child of the Son
But somehow I stared away and until this day I can say my walk still aint walking that way
Did drugs, drank, sex all that mess
Wish I could erase all of it so I wont have to deal with the stress
Just want away out but theres no way out, shouldnt have got myself in
Should have just listened to the old folks when they told me I wouldnt fit in
Try to keep a positive attitude and outlook on things I keep telling myself everything is gonna be good
But sometimes I feel hopeless....and misunderstood
I know I shouldnt have these feelings because of who my Father is
I cant keep beating myself up because of who my father is...(the other father)
Get the feeling to quit but if I quit then my Father will just spit me out if His mouth
Probably already there....probably took my name outta His mouth
Pretty bad if He did because me and Him share the same name
Emmanuel "God with us" is the meaning behind my name
But I feel like Ive lost the value of my name...the meaning ain't the same...
I thought it was all a joke...thought it was a game....
Thats why I cant get nothing right, that's why I feel like a lame....
Ive lost touch with where Im suppose to be but its not nobody elses fault...Im the blame
Lord forgive me for my sins, give my name back the meaning that its suppose to give...
I havent been living the life that Im suppose to live...
I lost thing for a reason because it had no more to give...
Tears are trying to come but I gotta be a solider I gotta be strong...
I gotta hold on.....

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