sometimes i try to picture my dream becoming real because i'm living in a world of bricks and cold steel where a dream is all i have to hold and carry on. the mentality of being deprived for to long. i been having these doubts, these regrets, i can't shut out. can it be touched? how much time i've given up for nothing. still here nobody giving a fuck. for what? people still look down on me. i put my heart into this shit, my heart bleeds with every word. yet sometimes, i feel bind, and thats hurting me worse. i've been blinded by a vision that i'm falling in the dark, reaching up to grab a hand but instead i grab my heart and i'm pulling it out. so fierce i can't explain. in my dreams, i dream a dream that's causing me pain. i had a dream in my head that one day it would be different if i kept my heart pure then one day i'd be forgiven. but life is hard hitting and i know it to well. the top is where i'm aiming because i'm living through hell and only some of you can tell because i don't really talk much. keep a smile on my face but inside i've had enough. to survive i play it tough because nobody gave me a break. i been through so much drama how much more can i take? i never ran from any obstacle at hand. then why do i get punished i could never understand. i dream of one day i that i can change another man with my words. make a difference thats all in my plan. i talk the talk, walk the walk through my life in everyday. paid my dues, for my sins, seems like it never ends and never will. so i guess hope pushes me to constantly dig.