This is another poem I wrote when I was starting out high school..you know struggling to find out who you are..adolesence and hormones take over..and it’s hard to find a real identity..
I do bad things, but I don’t let it hold me down
People bow their heads in shame every time I come around.
I’m sorry, but I can’t be what they expect me to be
I have to make sure what I do is up to me.
Life is too short to live in someone else’s light
I have to do me and go through my own fight.
My own path is truly the real way to go
Even if the person next to me dosen’t think so.
I have my own mind and life to live
I know I have something special to provide and give.
My life is hard, I’m not even gonna lie
And these days seem like they’re quickly passing by.
Sitting on the couch, check my pockets broke
Dang I want money too, I wanna live like those rich folk..
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