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Self Destruction
Self Destruction
by Nestor G. Mendoza
Looking back at my childish ways,
lord knows of my devilish days.
The path was clear but took the opposite lane.
I was falling & yet i couldn't complain...
Lost in the motion of the time,
Im sorry that i couldn't comply.
13 while fighting a battle,
innocent youth facing a rattle...
I understood the lingo,
no need to scream.
Obviously you weren't much help either.
One ear i got my enemey,
my right ear got my inner me.
What has this poison done to me?
Im done with the past me.
I choose not to let it grasp me.
I let go of my pain and in came the rain.
I woke up 17;
looked back and said...
"Man what a bad day."