My moms got locked up again.
When I heard I was pissed, I wanted everything to end.
It didn't look like it on the outside, but on the inside I was hurt.
Like all my insides were bruised and burnt.
Like my life was worth dirt.
I pray to God.
To help my mom.
Get outta jail, do fine, and getta job.
I pray and pray.
Everyday I pray.



 
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