15 years
15 Years
By: Victor Manuel Cadena
15 years of my life
more like 15 stabs from a knife
No, nothing is ever alright
I guess I’ll keep up with the fight
God, please guide me with some light
‘Cause I’m up into the night
thinking about what to write
should I write about what it’s like
about the 15 stabs from a knife
every time it was a lie
about how it’s gonna be like
the next 15 years of my life
living with no beautiful wife
living with a constant strife
living with no consistent rights
living with no personal drive
living on a rollercoaster ride
with all the up’s and down’s
nevermind the up’s just the down’s
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