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
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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart.