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Apr 2014
im tired of being alive i wish i could be dead
cause im always having insults going through my head
my lil brothers wanna snitch
like they a mother ******* *****
my momma getting mad cause im trying to have some fun
all these problems im facing and aint got nowhere to run
it does'nt matter if i pray
cause imma still go through the same **** everyday
so i mind as well past away
whats the since of living
when you feel your doing nothing but giving
your rights are turned to wrongs
so there aint no moving on
because we cant last for long
been living a life of pain
my love has been drained
buy the insults stuck in my brain
they say im known by being lame
you thinking that this a game
but once you dead then who is gone be blame
i dont need nobody i got me myself and I
**** all these hattas i see them and and pass them by
you can say whatever cause im something that your not
so gone and call your shots
cause you cant never take my spot
YoungGentleman17
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YoungGentleman17  Millington T.N
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