Someone said,
"Home is the peace we never get in the world"
Then I am always on my own world
Imagining the peace I will never get

My mother struggled with our life
She worked like there are no tomorrow
Made all of the coins for not playing
Because life is that serious

I couldn't even complain
When I did bad, she did me bad
Life is just that serious
For being played like that

My father...
I don't know
Maybe if he does not change
I'll keep hating on him
All he knew was playing the life
And getting serious about it
Perfect match, ain't it?

Maybe insecurities hit him hard
So he knew only wasting time
Life was but a joke to him
Throwing cards to see good chance
But never he did throw those hands for some good life
But I forgive him

My brothers are nothing but bad
Mom and dad were like strangers to them
So they continued the drama, being 'strangers'
One acting depressed like world is falling
Acting fool like he's the most hurt person
One acting tough and gangsta
Acting fool like all of the streets are his playground
One acting like a irascible guy
Acting everything but real for he's hurt
But I forgive all of them

My sister
Not will I put her in here
She's the only savior for us
I thank you for those

Now it is what it is
Do you mind?
Let me sleep
Now I got in home
Just let it be