As I came home from school I had so many questions on my mind
Life was coming at me too fast but I was still on my grind
I had to figure out my future, before it was too late
People have all these huge expectations, but I’m starting to hesitate
No I’m not nervous I just feel like I’m going to fail
Then they’ll be disappointed and I’ll have to explain why I didn’t prevail
I pray to God everyday
Hoping he will pave the way
I thought about giving up at that time
But something was driving me, making me want to work overtime
I got down on one knee and looked at the sky
Tears streaming down my face I didn’t know why
I whispered “Lord help me to find myself because I’m struggling right now “
"Please you have to help me somehow"
"Man this year has really bought a lot of scars"
"But thank you for getting me this far"