I've marched the concrete mile/
stilettos tap the cadence while/
dark tenements loom high/
along the way/
I died inside/
a rift appears in time/
avoiding 5-0 traps I hide/
today can't say that I/
emerged unscathed outside/
the cage/
I still don't trust/
the smiles/
I've found they often lie/
and so/
My eyes look toward the sky/
The tears I used to cry/
back there/
did long ago subside/
Environmental hazard of/
the strain of Ghetto life/
A calloused heart/
resides inside/
My eyes no longer cry/
My eyes no longer cry..........