It Hurts to Know

01Jan12

Just chillin’, lyin’ in bed awake
Thinkin’ ‘bout changin’ for my daughter’s sake
Wonderin’ how much of this chaos I can take
I can see the pain
And it hurts to know that I was the main
Reason for your cries and tears
I hate that we’re so far, I want to be near
You before I give out and just break
Hopin’ that the sun finally shines through
And shows me what path I should choose
I’m prayin to my lost homies. What should I do?
I hope I’ll get to see them soon
Not soon, enough, not so fast
While I’m lyin’ here reminiscing on the past
I should’ve been there when you passed
Rest in peace homeboy, I’ll always have your back
But I got a family now, I can’t get off track
I can’t retaliate and get that vato whacked
But you know I’m down ese, I still represent you then and now
So R.I.P. homito, I know you’d be proud

Isidro

from Give or Take, writings by residents of the Turman Halfway House. 2011

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