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letra de my life - anemic

[verse 1]
as a child, i was confused, and i always felt abused
harsh words in my home were loosely used
emotions were a toy, and they were played with whenever i had spoken
that’s what happens in a position where you live in a broken home
praying to get out, but you just can’t escape the pain
the insanely plain insults and disrespect that seemed so vain
i know it’s hard to escape and it might be too late
but wait, some day i’ll get out of this house and regret the turn that fate takes

never grew up with a role model, someone to teach me how to be a man
it’s sad, but in some ways i’m glad i never knew my dad
regardless, i was never taught how to grow to be resilient
but it’s ironic, he was resistant of raising a child, so we’re different, he was ignorant
i’m somewhat innocent, but at least i stick by my commitments
i don’t distance myself from my position and i’m consistent with decisions
i won’t run away from a battle that i got into
i won’t be foolish or stupid like my father, i cope by making music ’til my life’s improved

[verse 2]
“i love you” is a thing i hear nearly every day
i see couples holding hands in the halls at school but i won’t complain
i’m not exactly jealous, i mainly choose to be alone
because my health is at a rough state and n0body even knows
the thought of being with her turns my heart to stone
these emotions still exist, i’m tryna resist owning up a second time and to postpone
when the time comes, i’ll be waiting out with open arms
n0body’s really cl1cked, so i stick with these nostalgic feelings, but so far that’s hard

my life’s story isn’t over, i’m only on the tenth chapter
so many pages left to be told until i grow old, and then the death soon after
i better savor my laughter while i’m still a youthful rapper
the answer to my story is to master surviving when my spirit shatters
you’ve gotta factor that living your life and staying strong can coincide
i’ve gotta live to finish my story, between the times of crying and reaching my stride
news flash, i’m alive, half black trailer trash until my life flashes
i’ll laugh and cry until i’m either buried a proud mc and burnt into ashes

- anemic

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