These Harsh Streets

These Harsh Streets . . .
They could be the streets you grew up on. Maybe theyre the streets
that you have so many fond memories about. Im sure some of you
wish you could forget them. They were your playground as you were
growing up.
For me, Id have to take a pinch of each and blend them all together.
This is my story. A nave narrative from a Mr. Nobody.
Im just one man. You all know me. Im your best friend.
Im your enemy. Im your neighbour. Its me, the quiet kid from
school. You may know me as the person you most love to hate.
Then again I could be the person you depend on most.
Join me if you like and Ill take you on the journey that is my life.
Hopefully well laugh together. Im sure well cry together. Ill open my
arms and let you hug me. Ill lift up my chin and take your best shot.
By the end of it you will know me better than anyone.
Just be fair when you judge me.