'college' 'life' 'decisions' 'lost'
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Young and unaware
no feelings of despair
The world is so simple
face full of pimples
Not a care in the world
life was so simple
When I only had to worry about a pimple
Mosquitoes and boiling heat--no scalding heat.
The matchbox of a room that was now mine was just that. Smacking at my arms to stop the mosquitoes from eating me alive, I was unimpressed.
Where am I going?
No where. Not here
Where am I going?
Somewhere. Everywhere
Loans and fines, family ties
Everything's happening at once.
I should be anxious, I should be scared
Rap is Not Dead
the streets are now empty the clubs are shut down
not a sound until...
in the morning there will be sun a chance to have a lot of fun
old school to new school that how we rule
Rap to the rhyme
Rhyme for a reason
A blast from the past
Its the changing of the season
Like Fat Joe in the undertow
Homeboy is still on top
not one of those rappers that drink a lot
I am a normal Felipino boy.
I have a dream, the American dream.
There are many things to enjoy
But I feel like wanting to scream.
Do I pursue my goals,
When you enter it seems like a darkness that will be over in short moment.
But once you are in it, it never seems to have end.
A glimpse of light gives you hope that it will eventually end.
When you enter it seems like a darkness that will be over in short moment.
But once you are in it, it never seems to have end.
A glimpse of light gives you hope that it will eventually end.
“You’re not the same”, they say
But now I am confused
“You’ve really changed”, they say
I thought that’s what I was supposed to do.
The moment I left for college
I knew my choice was right
January, months of mistakes. Accidents.Not knowing what to do, how to feelI had two options.Keep it or Let go.
