Came pain and then the struggle,
My everyday living is hard but still I muscle,
My way through chain-link fences and bars that hold me back,
I see the end coming but man how far is that?
With smiling faces they claim to greet me,
Through the eye of insight I see what they pretend to be,
My arms wide open constantly rejecting thee,
The lengthy sentence is the reason so its sposed to be.
In this realm of chaos I strive to hold my own,
‘Cause I see with or without I stand alone,
These broken promises is all they left me, ...