Coming from a place I had
Not a lot I’m really glad
Could’ve turned out really bad
I’m not silly just a tad
Grateful had my 9 to 5
Thankful that I’m still alive
All the things I did survive
Hunger was the only drive
Growing up without a dad
Don’t feel sorry ain’t that bad
What I had was pen & pad
Writing down when I was sad
Sometimes I was feeling shy
Took the Image of that guy
Being different ain’t no lie
All them nights I had to cry
That’s why had to sit & pray
Lord Almighty paved a way
Poetry was the only way
Learnt from school & I will say
Had to go & get a job
Couldn’t sit & fricking sob
Help my mum go to the shop
With the shopping bags a lot
Always there she needed me
I’m her son you kidding me?
My actions spoke ain’t no joke
That’s why she believed In me
That’s the duty of a son
Looking back I was her sun
Always shining always grinding
Just for her I was the one
Since ‘08 was working hard
Nonstop working with my guard (up)
Purpose was the calling card
Now I’m tall so call me Shard
Jokes aside I’m speaking facts
Never had to use a fax
Lord Almighty knows my acts
Favourite game was Golden Axe
Just for her I say my duas
Every night I see the stars
While I’m munching on my mars
Moving forward with my scars
This the realist Ishh I wrote
No more beef cos I’m the GOAT
Take a vote & hear my note
Love you mum that Is the quote
Coming from a place I had
Not a lot I’m really glad
Could’ve turned out really bad
I’m not silly just a tad
Grateful had my 9 to 5
Thankful that I’m still alive
All the things I did survive
Hunger was the only drive
About the Creator
Haychie_Artist
Just A Regular Guy From London Who
Writes & Rhymes….
Writing & Rhyming Comes From The
Heart….
Voice For The Voiceless….
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