4 Sorrow

Drawing by Sorrow1

4 Sorrow2

Sometimes da wrong thing 2 do is da right thing 2 do 'N' sometimes the right thing is da wrong thing 2 do. Keep`n secrets, not tell`n cuz they've been inside us 4ever. Guilt trips dat nev`a quit, multiply`n our reflections, change`n our paths, test`n our faiths. 3

It ain't right go`n 2 sleep wid tearz, were... there in slumber da past rewinds, drop`n tearz we try 2 hide as da scarz burn us inside. I try 2 turn `em back |them naked tearz| 'N' make `em run cuz I know da tearz wont stop da pain.4

U think I got dis attitude, but my personal tearz 'N' fearz r da same as yourz 'N' da otherz. No matter where I turn I c noth`n, no hopes 4 us as some God 4 us chose dis path 4 us. 'N' ma` life it has no mean`n 'N' I don't have a reason, yet it seems 2 soon 2 b leave`n. 5

It's no secret, I don't believe in Gods, but I know our spirits r all da same 'N' we all got pain. I know ya all struggle wid the troublez I know I impose. I would nev`a want 2 hurt u, it ain't meant for me 2 do. I c u get`n strong`r 'N' da more power 2 ya. 6

So when them voices tell u 2 silence ya self, let ya sorrows flow. I promise 2 hold them voices back 'N'  hold as many of ya tearz as I can bare 2 hold back.7