I have planned and failed, 

failed by my plans. 

If you must know that I am black, 

Living in a shack 

with no windows to crack. 

You must know how much I’ve prayed for health, 

Again and again stress is all that I have. 

My wants and needs,

all of them are the cause of my discomfort. 

I live in a shack

With a door held by chain and lock. 

Again and again I refuse to let my

Conditions hold me back. 

I have planned and failed, 

failed by my plans. 

If you must know that I am black, 

Living in a shack 

with no windows to crack. 

You must know how much I’ve prayed for health, 

Again and again stress is all that I have. 

I’ve been told to learn, 

Taught to reflect, yet I aid neglect. 

She said, what he said. 

Grab your chance while there’s still some left. 

Clench your hand into a fist, 

Four of your fingers will point back at you. 

Will you look back full of regret?

Will you act strong, and keep going on,

With your eyes full of tears that you hold back.