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To my Ex Baby Gurl


LIFE


you see when life gives you lemons then you make lemonade <br />and when lifes gives you voice then you gotta seranade <br />but its all by choice you just do what you do <br />and if you know you messed up then there’s not much that you can do <br />i was never good at life i played some games and lost a bit <br />i was always alone i needed someone to play with <br />even if we lose i needed someone to lose with <br />thats how you know that you gotta true companion <br />i was never good at anything i never found my talent <br />growing up i had no dad and the reason i never found it <br />i am my own parent and my moms the second opinion <br />i know i cant get out because i know how much im in it <br />this life thing is crazy praising God is gonna be hard <br />cause i aint got my mind on nothing but where am i gonna start <br />i gotta knife straight through my heart and its unstoppable bleeding <br />but real love is what my heart is needing <br />excuse me if ido everythng that ido <br />iguess to u im jus a dude witta bad attitude <br />icant believe iscrewed it up das life down da drain <br />mite as well take a knife to ya boy membrane <br />ppl say its alrite but dat dnt dnt do much for me <br />u feel all alone well das jus life homie <br />ppl say dat ill get over it but idnt believe it <br />u can keep the heart...cuz iwont need it <br />its too much pressure in this life that im leading <br />she know i want her back but imn not on my knees pleading <br />some times i let my anger get the best of me <br />too many people testing me <br />and when they see that fail then they know not to mess with me <br />my problems are internally burning cause im concerned to see the learning of someone whos always jerking me cause im always to hurt to see <br />whats really going on cause im repetitively lied to <br />i tried to be the best man ever that you would see <br />i was set on not leaving you so much you ended up leaving me <br />my hearts blinded to see what i did <br />so i confess,i probably wont the best but at least i tried <br />but no one is worried about me and whats inside <br />cause to yall im just a thug im street and im hood <br />just to cover up the tears i always say that im good <br />cause im a man constantly broken in to pieces <br />family aint doing nothing to help me out.... <br />man my life is crushed i pray God brings it back <br />but im always at the bottom always cause they see im black <br />man life is whack i never asked to be put here <br />i always make the same mistake the goods near <br />im just a broken puzzle piece aint nothin meant to be <br />even though she knew how much she meant but she still crushed me <br />and i say again excuse me if ido everythng that ido <br />iguess to u im jus a dude witta bad attitude <br />icant believe iscrewed it up das life down da drain <br />mite as well take a knife to ya boy membrane <br />ppl say its alrite but dat dnt dnt do much for me <br />u feel all alone well das jus life homie <br />ppl say dat ill get over it but idnt believe it <br />u can keep the heart...cuz iwont need it


by soulofpac94




submitted July 21st, 2010 at 10:01am

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