Surrounded around so many lost souls.Most have some stories still yet untold. For who do they go to for life seem so cold.
Out there with that street life pretending to be so bold.Some never experience the treatment that real love holds.
Drugs,sex,money,and bad company became they goal.
Manipulated by other's to continue that game flow.
It's really not the life style some have choose.
Some raped,beat,sold for money.
Faced with deceit, dominated by man.
Witness of bodies so they can lack control
That day of leaving and freeing they soul.
Young bodies being flooded with the drugs on the streets.Stripped away to love themselves, but fixed for everyone else needs.I made a promise to god as long as I have breathe in me.
To be one of the people to help my society.
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Through my journey of life I came across many different people however most share the same pain