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Jeremey Hopkins Jan 2015
I'm just a young man
trying to discern
why they say
you gain more and more with each and every day
the reality is I'm nothing
and i don't see the light
its why i stay up till 5 am
every single night

Those who work hard will always get their way
I say that's *******
I still try everysingle day.
I don't have an office a desk or a chair
I wear a **** gun and get spit on in my hair
My head is on a swivel
my my hand is on my gun
I wear a vest of Kevlar
and i search for the one
the one who will take my life
I fear its almost done.

Some people tell you if you wai
Then the good will come
have patience man in the meantime
Dude just have some fun
well that ain't too easy smokin' butts from a tray
having no gas and no food its not the easy way.

I'm 30 years old
I don't have a future
my cars a pt crusier
well I'm just a loser
my job isn't great
Im a cop that is for hire
I only deal with liars
While my *** is in the fire.

I want so much more than the hand that life has dealt me
chin up, look straight , hard work
you cannot tell me
I push seventy hours in a week for nearly nothing
at least if i was someone
my life would be worth something

So I'll just go to work in the cold and in the rain
Ill chase down those who cause havoc
those who cause us pain
Ill deal with the insults
the snickers and the laughter
you're admiration and affection
that's not what I am after.

My badge reflects who I am
just like a mirror
a man with little skills
except tactics and terror
a guy who does the hard ****
without even a letter
of appreciation from anyone around me,
they see me daily and they just poke fun at me
I do what I do because I have a calling
to prevent the good folk
from crying, falling and just dying.
I run towards what everyone runs away from.
crackheads bangers and loaded guns.
Kimmy-Nichole Jul 2010
you want to tear me down
I always leave without a sound.
Its never me
But you make it me
I can never please you
Just as much as I can
Never stop hating you
Too much poison and confusion,
Its harder and harder
everysingle day
hannah martin Jun 2016
I never thought it would come here
maybe because I never wanted to come to realize
I always told myself
don't get attached it won't work out
but the whole
"I love you baby"
******* seemed to weigh me under
they saw were all addicted to something
u were my something
frankly I think u will be my something for a while
u left
fast
like it didn't phase u
not one bit
so now I sit
I try EVERYSINGLE night to tell myself
"your better than any boy"
and my friends say the same
but I know that's not true
I like to say it doesn't make me cry
but I guess I would be lying
to give my all to someone
just to get it handed right back
they say
we're all addicted to something
and u were my something
Star, when i see you, i'm pretty sure my time is getting sooner. When i see you through my right eye, i know that today i won't wake up. If i see if through my left side, i will see the day of tomorrow and i hope tomorrow you will wait for me on my balcony.

I sleep with my blinds open to dazzle you and see that my blindness that follows me is clear by your brilliance. When the night get's tough, when the anxiety wait for me, when my demons penetrate my sheets, you are the one that clears my path to smile for my own good and allows me to survive through loneliness.

I cry when i don't see you anymore, either on my dreams, either on my last moments before you collapse into my deep sleep.

Don't vanish i say! I only ask you to come everynight to deliver the good night kiss. I have never been happy with my self but maybe you will get me back my years of sorrow back cleared by your mist. I didn't lose them by purpose, i only lost myself on the rivers that haunt me till since now.

The darker the night, the brighter the stars they say. Don't cover me with fully light, i need the darkness to continue to be a human being and i think you need your own eternal light to come visit, ain't that right?

I don't know, i fell will to see you everyday, sincei started to think on that thing you told me yesterday. Not all my dreams have to be accomplished but they can be finished. I still wait for my answer from the sun because i don't see him in many years. I miss your green, you ignorance. I miss being a boy. I don't know what i am.

Celestial body full of fear of the following day, forgive me for what i have done to my people, for the sadest thoughts that plagued the millions and for the days of eternal rain that my brain tried to recreate.

My waterfalls of my eyes are getting bigger, i can't see right, only aside. How do i know what i see is my star or if is too pearls from the ocean's heaven?

Life, don't blind me, i want too see my path, my history, i want to see what i can do and what i will eventually can become. I know that i treated you bad and i don't open for rewards. Hoping that you let me cross paths by which have been stepped on but never founded, seen by ignored, felt but never reached.

Give me the eternal peace that you have been given me throughout the years, give me the courage that i haven being having, give me the smile and touch so i can give them to someone who deserves the most.

I knew that i ask little but that's all what i wan't to receive.

My mother waits for his children so she can say "Good morning", waiting for the day that her fruits can give her the satisfaction to listen to her last words:

"My effort was not in vain, all the sacrifices that i have done for them were worth it, everysingle tear dropped made their rivers full of joy... My life was worth it. I created myself on both of you and i hope that both of you can give your own best for those who cared about you. I will be the star of my son and i will the sun of my daughter. May my son shine but don't blind himself, may my daugher warm up but don't ignire herself. See you soon."

Make me immortal, even if it is my last request for mercy, i give you my scars and my treasures that i have digged.
I only hope that you continue to my star. My only star...
Chree Feb 2023
I might just take a battleaxe to your cataracts
spin the block on everysingle habadasher sitting in a cadallac
Dont step to me on the mic I'll have your vernacular snapped
I'm actually bad with every palpatine rap
grabbing  people by the throat and tossing em backwards.
Don't back up, see that's the form of my backbone,
I step in the box like i'm ripping out cash drawers.
Haters still calling me that boy, ..bet it's appauling on that side.

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