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I’m not funny I’m laughing I like things that others Don’t Never a hypocrite I’m honest I have trust issues That’s not funny I struggled with alot Now I’m coming up And it’s getting hot Mf that would never would speak to me Now they think they know Yes I got it how I got it but no amount of money could take away this pain That’s been staggering in my chest I’m trying to figure out how to live for me but ain’t no living for me I’ve been dead since I was 17 He took my heart But he should have taken a bullet to my head I’ve been dead since I was 23 figuring out how my father was laid up dead And watching videos in my head It replays how he falls to the ground that’s it If I could hold it all together I would But your favorite home girl yeah she’s falling apart No man can own me and one can be me I stepped out and said let’s go because here I am Ready for my mission However God intended it I’m not stuck I’m frozen Get me out of my affliction Lord can you hear me I’m not perfect But I know I’m a 10 Using my trauma as your greatest weapon but I use it to motivate me Get out of your head Mf can’t you see you ripped me apart and broke me and now you want to know what’s wrong with me When you wake up in the morning don’t you allow yourself to even think about my existence You didn’t need weapon to **** me You did what you did Look at me Look at me without your fingers in your mouth Look at me directly in my eyes Look at me stand infront me Check to see if theirs life in me Your not welcomed at all Any door you had access to considered it closed MF WEVE BEEN DONE
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:04 PM UTC
Mob Daughter
I’m not funny I’m laughing I like things that others Don’t Never a hypocrite I’m honest I have trust issues That’s not funny I struggled with alot Now I’m coming up And it’s getting hot Mf that would never would speak to me Now they think they know Yes I got it how I got it but no amount of money could take away this pain That’s been staggering in my chest I’m trying to figure out how to live for me but ain’t no living for me I’ve been dead since I was 17 He took my heart But he should have taken a bullet to my head I’ve been dead since I was 23 figuring out how my father was laid up dead And watching videos in my head It replays how he falls to the ground that’s it If I could hold it all together I would But your favorite home girl yeah she’s falling apart No man can own me and one can be me I stepped out and said let’s go because here I am Ready for my mission However God intended it I’m not stuck I’m frozen Get me out of my affliction Lord can you hear me I’m not perfect But I know I’m a 10 Using my trauma as your greatest weapon but I use it to motivate me Get out of your head Mf can’t you see you ripped me apart and broke me and now you want to know what’s wrong with me When you wake up in the morning don’t you allow yourself to even think about my existence You didn’t need weapon to **** me You did what you did Look at me Look at me without your fingers in your mouth Look at me directly in my eyes Look at me stand infront me Check to see if theirs life in me Your not welcomed at all Any door you had access to considered it closed MF WEVE BEEN DONE
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 4:04 PM UTC
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