Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

I stand tall with the home boyz

When I fall you better catch me,

cause my pains just one more chore,

hear to there I'm out the door,

I look up and no one there.

If you listen might just care.

easy nice is there a Christ?

where's my friends that really knew me?

wheres my friends that never threw me?...

My buddies the ****** the cudis

Nd the all around nuttys,

Keep me safe through out the night watch my boys get down and fight,

always trust I be alright got my ****** close and tite,

get a call for sure we'll ball we're on the roof we're at the mall

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
arrywill-keepya-smilin
American
Published
Jun 4, 2013
Lines·Words
13·105
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell arrywill-keepya-smilin how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write