Its like i want you to stay here an let my mind be at ease, but its hard to please when my heart is at need

see they say that we are like a bark ona tree , very thin and easy to beak, or a single leaf that blows quitley in the woods

Would you believe me if I told you I could change hoods

hoods? there are bloods and there are crips, but I dont gangbang

see my words are like bullets in a gun.

I shoot once!


I shoot twice!!

made it as if I was the only contender at a contest

these words I spit can eiher be sweet and gentle or bitter and mean or they can be like veins in a body, slow

and steady or fast and crazy

My heart is my only obsticle. I want to trust it but I keep falling

but my mother always told me a hard head makes a soft behind

but that soft behind gone turn hard in due time,

my time is like waves in a ocean, they just keep going and going

hoping to show a better day

pull me away

I dont want to be here no more!







this poem was written by my good friend Drew and I




Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

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