Monday, September 29, 2008

The Lead Ran Out

I'm locked up and don't have a key
I don't even remember who I used to be
I count the days on my wall
I try not to slip and try not to fall
What I've done wasn't worth it
but nobody on this planet is perfect
only if I could go back in time
I will change my mind and walk a straight line
The things I've done were not always good
because I was born and raised in the hood
I've finally figured out what I'm about
but before I could write it the lead ran out

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