You
struggle.
You
fall.
You
get up.
You
fall.
Why
do you even try at all?
What's it gonna matter
If
you ever succeed?
Watcha
gonna save?
Who
ya gonna feed?
Why
do people
Look
at us that way?
Is
it what we do?
Or
something that we say?
I
haven't done
Anything
wrong.
I
wasn't really
Gone
that long.
I
really try
To
play the game,
But
it's really hard
To
be the same.
