Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2019
Here was a test,
And here was my failure.
As my random grows stronger,
And my kindness goes paler.
People I knew,
I considered friends,
Two kids who were nice,
Friendly in deep ends,
I said something terrible.
I feel guilty,
It's unbearable.
It made more then one thing crack,
My voice and my hope with one wack,
It's one thing I lack,
Patience,
Everyday.
I must think before I say.
Though I don't get better anyway,
So skip from day to day,
It's why I say I try,
Because when I promise I will,
I'm singing an old lie,
I did come to cry,
Give my life a sigh.
'Cause I said something racist.
Unprovoked.
And I don't know why.
I ruin my own social life.
Antonio Vega Jones
Written by
Antonio Vega Jones  14/M/CA, USA
(14/M/CA, USA)   
210
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems