Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Time for Myself, artist - Stella Mwangi. Album song Living for Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.10.2008
Record label: MTG
Song language: English
Time for Myself |
I grew up with a lot of racism |
And only Lord knows how much I hated them |
For showing me hate and never had I been mean to them |
Was just a little kid trying to get friends with them |
They used to call me ugly names cause my skin was dark |
I couldn’t take the pain couldn’t play in the park |
But that didn’t stop them they used to shout from far |
Saying go back home cause a nigger you are |
And at that time I didn’t even know what that meant |
I was probably six or seven year’s old man |
I told the teachers, never got help |
All they said, you gotta know your different play with yourself |
Man, I felt so alone |
Never liked school couldn’t wait to get home |
But as the days passed I got through it all |
But from time to time I break down when I remember it all so |
I just need a little time for myself |
So I can, think bout my life no body else |
I just need a little time for myself |
So I can take it easy, do ya hear me |
I had low self esteem |
Always walked fast passed the mirror wouldn’t see, or except myself |
I didn’t wanna be me |
I would have done anything so I could be somebody else |
I tried to fit in, but wouldn’t get in |
The only place I got in was the wrong click |
I hung in but it wasn’t good for me |
I knew I wanted much more than to pocket pick |
I was afraid how my life would end |
No body wanted me around I wasn’t good with friends |
Probably cause I wasn’t trying to let |
Anybody see the real me and know how I felt |
They’d look down on me |
Say what I couldn’t be |
That’s what my mind used to say slowly killing me |
But days passed I got through it all |
But sometimes I remember it all so |
I just need a little time for myself |
So I can, think bout my life no body else |
I just need a little time for myself |
I used to think that love last forever |
But when my parents divorced I cried forever |
I saw it coming but refused to understand it |
Why it happened to us, I couldn’t handle it |
See I was used to having problems outside |
Cause when I came home I had a reason to smile |
But when that stopped, where was I to turn to |
Didn’t trust anybody else to talk to |
I got weird it affected my life |
Started with bad thoughts everyday was a fight |
Kept everything inside, never talked about it |
I put on my mask like everything’s alright |
Between the age of thirteen to nineteen |
Drama all around and I got caught up in between, shit |
But days passed I got through it all |
But sometimes I remember it all so |