Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2020
Am always lost for someone to hang with
Maybe because life taught me to handle it.

Miss my steps everyday on my stroll on the ladder
All I needed was a friend to bring me back into the race.
Making everything look like am always late.
I can't disappoint who am meant to be
Because of a nobody with negative energy.

Am passed the finish line because life taught me well.
Fake friends is a plague they learn to stab you well.
Don't hate the game you don't know how to play.
Written by
Mark kenny  27/M/Nigeria
(27/M/Nigeria)   
2.2k
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems