real quick

(07/20/2019) 2:59pm

life is not based off the inspiration we choose.

put some gold in my bucket,

fill yourself with my shoes.

What are you on the verge of?

SIT BACK

get off the edge of yo seat.

 

Nobody told you to be this excited about a life,

a life that won’t do you no good.

you want satisfaction?

you want things guarenteed?

put yoself in my bucket,

place your head on your knees.

 

It won’t come.

they don’t even want us here,

you don’t even wanna be here,

STEP BACK

personal space ain’t a bubble.

you popped my patience 

now i’m looking for trouble.

now you switchin’ your name.

now i no  longer care.

 

you want peace on this earth?

you won’t find it here.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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