I lost my jacket

HELP! she screamed out
Tears flowing down her face.
I lost my jacket!
Or is it stolen or misplaced?
I wrote my name on the back
That jacket is mine!
We been through bad weather, cold nights
Watching the sun in the summertime
Help! I lost my jacket!
It kept all my secrets
I wore that jacket everywhere, you can borrow it
But you cant keep it!
Help! Do you hear me?!
I know everybody seen me have it
everyone knows that's MY jacket
Why cant they buy their own?!
I've walked long ways with that jacket
Cold nights, snow, sleet, and rain
I got mad and ripped my jacket
sewed it back together and washed it clean
My jacket knows my life
Touched every person I know
My jacket holds me tight id never let that jacket go!
Hey mister did you take it? I know you said
it looked good on me
They say they smile in your face but
stab you in your back when 
you sleep sooooo cowardly
Hey mam I let you try it on
But it didn't fit you so you gave it back
Help I lost my jacket
I just want my jacket back!
I feel naked. I feel afraid, I feel sad and upset
Nobody wanna help me get my jacket put back on my back
They told me to let it go
It's getting old and hanging low
They said my jacket doesn't fit me
well what the fuck do they know
Wait a minute a man said to me
You didn't lose that jacket
Your jacket came off your sleeves, your jacket was too heavy
It couldn't carry your mind in its pockets
Your jacket felt too comfortable
It left for someone new to try it
So my jacket left me, after all, we been through
My jacket had holes and I was the one who sewed 
My jacket was too heavy? 
But I could have gave it an extra pocket
Well my jacket looked good on me I hope the new owner knows how to rock it
Cus I strutted the streets with my jacket
people would look and talk all they wanted 
But most people wanted my jacket for the old style
the rips and the holes
They said my jacket was trash
But I still wore it because it was mine
I hope that the new owner knows how to sow that old jacket of mine
Because it will fall apart. He might even paint it
My jacket won't look like mine anymore
After them, my jacket won't fit
I loved that jacket and I thought that jacket loved me
Soldddd to the highest bidder. That jacket wanted to be sold
Now that jacket sits in the window of a store
I walk around sleeveless and feel no cold
I walk around in the heat and it doesn't bother me
I watch the rain pour and think about my jacket and me
Well good luck jacket
I hope you fit the next one just right
Ima tattoo a jacket on my arm
Because our memories I hold them tight!!!!!
Help!!!!.....that's the jacket this time its not me.
I'm feeling the wind blow and
 letting my jacket find its way back to me!