I see these stars out here with money and cars
But i make my money by hustle, and now I'm stuck behind bars
I have places to go, people to see
But no one will give their time of the day up for someone like me
I'm tired of living this way, and making such a big scene
And I say no words, yet I just scream
I want a way out, but I can't find they key
But I see the light of something shining over the
I'm writting these words for you to read
Yet i'm stuck here, and I can't breathe
I'm sorry if I caused you so much pain
And I promise not to use my God's name in veign
I'm finding my way out now, and I was lost by the sun
And now my new life has just begun
Love always,
-A Spiritual Writer
