Why I got to be a sap?

Why I Gotta Be a Sap?

  My life is the opposite of a dressing room.

 Where people hate and say they hope you

 learn your lesson soon. My mother told me

its more than one way to skin a cat. people

could smile in your face and stab you in the back.

But I was dumb I had to find it out the hard

way. I should've saw it all along since it was

clear as broad day. Sometimes I wish that I could

turn back the hands of time. I cried when I lost

my brother at age of nine. I reminisce about

the things that use to make me smile. I feel a

victim of the stereotypical file.Its kinda funny how

I never been on any drugs, but then again I get

accused  of trying to sell some drugs. I never been the

type to chase after the bougie chick. I want a girl

that I can sneak inside the movies with. Im top

chef so let me put you on this recipe. I wanna

travel round the world with you right next to me.

By: (Malik Shields)

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