My Wishing Star

             I remember looking out the window as a child, wishing on a star

                     Wondering what my future would hold, or how far

                         I would make it in life, how long I would live

                    Growing up in the hood, nothing was promised to kids

                        I would stare at this star, and wish I was a bird

                       Just a way to escape, the gun shots that I heard

                     Or the screaming and yelling, I hear in my moms room

                       Praying to God, that this evil man would leave soon

                    I wished on this star for protection, as I went to her aid

                            Running to her, crying on the floor she laid

                      He would grab me by the neck, and I continued to pray

                            Punching, kicking, screaming, all over his face

                           Until all went dark, he would choke me to sleep

                       I wished on this star, as I was being kicked by his feet

                         Finally he'd leave mom was safe, and I'd have a scar

              I'd go back to my room crying, to look out the window for my star