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Apr 2010
You know o must be cursed or some ****
Because my whole life has been full of it
Haters,opinion makers,liars and manipulators
Is as if the devil picked me as his favorite
If its not my hair its my cloths
if its not my attitude its the pain i wont show
If it s not how i talk i be ****** it the way  i walk
If its not my friends its the ones i want
Its as if you don't want me with a little misery but a bunch
Everyone says they want whats best for me
Then how come those words i dont see
Your family is supposed to have your back
its A shame how mines don't go with that
It used to be if u like it i love it
in my family if i like it they **** it
Haters that is all you are
You thought my future my past would scar
But u see i made best of the worst
So you mad and want to bring out my hurt
You know i laugh at you mother ******* yall is funny
My dark clouds is so **** sunny
And you suckers wanna give me rain
You must be crazy better yet insane
If you think the happiness i created yall will destroy
now you want me to bring the noise
I think i have come out real nice,tight ,and fly
And yall are hating.......... Why?
Softly spoken
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