Move on **** it!
I feel nothing but ****
The one I left
Bad, that's how she felt
I was the girl who was happy
clappy
but now i'm sad
and  doesn't feel bad
for the sorrows i caused
I wish i can put everything to pause
ghost is what i want to feel
I don't want to keep peeling my mask off every night
it's such a fright
i'm done with this poem
so goodnight

how can you feel the same as everyone else?
there is no one like me or you
that's what's false
someone might feel blue

the sun is shinning
and you feel great
i am frighten
not wanting to skate

down the road i go
feelings so mutual
to a place i don't know
it's so unusual

i am done
not giving up though
not ready for the gun
whoa!

I was born with no one around me to love
everyone was isolated
too much of a shove
feeling so frustrated

an orphanage
they call it

nothing but hatred in there eye's
trained to hate no love
everyone dies
now i look at my blood brother from above

smack there
you disobeyed them
smack here
they grabbed a stem

i'm not there anymore
I am living in a home
i am not there no more
not in a trashed up dome

Tropical!
i'll call my parent's
my families love is unstoppable
for them there is no disappearance

we love each other so much
that i sometimes feel bad for it
i always feel that clutch
and that's why i feel  bad for it

My name is Raq'y
i have no disappointment in my family
even though i can be a little cocky
we have no vanity