I don't write poems, I rap problems


This is my peom about how I feel, I never realized how hard itd be to peel,

back all the visual standards to better reveal.

My inner desires, thoughts turning my wheel.

Well here I am, and this is what I'll say,  

stay true to you and dump the rest away.

You only got one life to live, so why live couped up pretending to give,

a shit about how big your house you live?

Ive grown up and now Ive learned,

That every thing in life has to be earned.

So don't sit around, and think that your doing it,  

because if you ain't got freinds than you ain't got shit.




THis is how I feel

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