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The Tenderloin


The Tenderloin

The place I admire, yet neglect

To live by a code

That everyone knows

To be silent

When you see something violent

Being raised here

The culture is so diverse

It’s the greatest in the universe

From eating food that can change your mood

A place of mixed people

I see thousands of different faces

Comprised of different races

Seeing people gathered from different places

Being raised here

You get used to the fear

The fear of seeing one of your friends

Come to their end

The fear of being run up

Because you’re the next come up

I fear for my life every time I step outside

Yet, it's the the same motivation that's on the inside

Nonetheless I still feel blessed

On this road to success

 
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