When you walk through my home,
there's the feeling of loneliness. You
walk in my room and there's music from
the radio. When you look out the
window, you see BART and cars. All
night long you hear the annoying sirens.
You look across the hall and feel the
vibe of disrespect. There's nothing to do
but look in the mirror and wonder why
you bother bin there, so you leave.
When you're gone, there ain't nothing
but silence, just waiting for someone to
realize you're not there.
But nope, it's blinded by all the drama
around it. So. You just leave and never
look back, until you have to come home
and change your clothes and charge
your phone. So goodbye home, I'll just
keep you in the darkness.
(Inspired by Nas)
If I ruled the world, no worries.
Food for the hungry… every day lovely.
If I ruled the world the sun would shine at the perfect time.
The rain would come when needed.
If I ruled the world everybody would find that certain somebody
to keep them warm at night.
There would be no fights, no hurting, no homeless, no jails,
no racism, no sexism, no criticism.
If I ruled the world no one would want or need anything.
My family would never shed a tear again.
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
All filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did back then
While thinking of the many things
We didn't get to say.
I know you'll miss me too,
But when tomorrow starts without me
Please try to understand
That an angel came and called my name
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought
I did not want to die.
Life is like a game of chess. It's hard.
You gotta think before taking your first move.
You always got to stay ahead of the game.
It's like you got to know your next move before you take it.
Never get too ahead of yourself
Because you end up losing it.
When you get ahead of yourself,
And soon as you think you got it figured out
You end up in Juvenile or jail.
See? Life is hard. It's even harder then a rock at times.
Some people take life as a game.
Well not this teen.
If life was a game, I would have pressed the restart button.
People ask me: If I could start from scratch, would I?
I tell 'em No.
I would just restart from where I was at
When I did what I did to end up in here,
In the system.
It's funny how a teenager makes a mistake
And his or her whole family has to pay up for it.
Some times I feel like #~@!… I'm walking on glass.
I write with a purpose in mind to change lives,
To change a thug captive who's trapped in his own mind.
I'm hoping and praying that these people begin to realize
That I've been there, done it, seen it with my own eyes.
And for them rich kids rocking Versace
And the prostitutes on the corner busy selling their bodies.
And for the teenager thinking that she's a hottie
When everybody knows that she's really, really naughty…
I write for the runaway teen roaming the streets,
And for the people whose true love is under the sheets.
I write for all the people who lose control,
Just keep it all together and don't lose your soul.
I write for all the people setting up in prison,
And for those troubled teens who don't want to listen.
And lets not forget them thugs, I write for them too,
And us born again believers, 'cause we fight for the truth.
And I write for the people who have heat to pack
And for them daybreak victims asking for they clothes back.
Walls see all,
They don't tell lies.
They know you did 10 pushups,
Instead of 25.
Walls see all,
Square and complete.
If walls could talk,
That would be neat.
My wall is a gang banger.
That's a fact.
He's an international gangster,
With a cross on his back.
My wall is deaf,
He makes no sound.
Your whining? I'm fed up with it!
Pain, irrelevant. Comparing your loss to mine?
Find new meaning to the phrase "free time."
Unloved and unkind,
Callous from being burned,
Challenged to grow and learn,
A thorn without a rose,
Heart froze 'cause the world is cold…
I can predict your lines like weak rhymes
Time after time, I find 'em regurgitated;
"I'm lonely," "I miss you,"
Yet yo' lust's unregulated.
Blessing once heaven sent, now evanescent,
You're stuck on a track. Loop the playback
To "My Immortal," to my song.
These lyrics, they done opened up a portal;
And I quote: "These wound won't seem to heal,
This pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase."
End quote, and face facts.
Ray Sanchez Jr.