Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Imagine Wall Street being a corner store Instead of chasing pavements, you chase pipe dreams dirt poor Slowly reminiscing ******* in cups Cause you don't have a *** to **** in Your home is the streets Your clothes come from the streets Your shoes come from Tyrone down the sreet- cause his parents can afford to replace them Stealing cars every night ******* broads who give you the green light Your friends are whinos Your brother's a crackhead Family dinner never happens
0
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 8:10 AM UTC
Brokeland
Imagine Wall Street being a corner store Instead of chasing pavements, you chase pipe dreams dirt poor Slowly reminiscing ******* in cups Cause you don't have a *** to **** in Your home is the streets Your clothes come from the streets Your shoes come from Tyrone down the sreet- cause his parents can afford to replace them Stealing cars every night ******* broads who give you the green light Your friends are whinos Your brother's a crackhead Family dinner never happens
"family dinner never happens" -I'll add on to this later
nasaachismind
Written by
18/Pangender/in my own solace
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 8:10 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem