Coping

It's all I can think about
when things don't go right
i've been through enough
to make my skin tough
it's not the streets
it's not the hood
it's not the ghetto
I'm so misunderstood
it's my upbringing
the people in my life
I'm tired
of having to go through strife
of having to explain to you
if you don't get it
go on with that attitude
i'm not in debt to you
don't owe you anything
It's just me, myself and I
till the end of time.