I bowed my head and learned to pray was I blessed or beat that day? did I bend or did I break? Life was heavy, no mistake I walked it straight with open heart stood my ground, right from the start held back, slowed down, pushed aside but never crushed and never denied
I wouldn’t trade a single scar they shaped the man I am so far so much was forced right in my mouth fear and grit and stubborn truth that’s why I ask myself at night was this the road, was this the fight? and still I’m drowning, flooded through with hunger for the life I knew
Knowing what could’ve been ain’t all that counts knowing what was still amounts
I ran again on busted feet fought uphill in dirty streets saw myself as not enough still it turned out strong and tough and folks wouldn’t love me the same way if I weren’t myself each day
Did I do it right? Who says? I do.