May 5, 2010
By Anonymous

Life is our deepest fear, every one wants to be successful, but it’s hard when you’re a mess. You have to clean up your mess and be your best, you can’t be the best and try to be like the rest, make your own path and be a leader, be independent, be SOLO. That’s what they call me because I’m me and I don’t need anyone to help me see. I see, then I succeed, that what it takes in order to be the best seed. You have to succeed then lead, but that’s hard when you’ re a young black African American male when you’re in a world that’s cold and stale. Hopefully one day you’ll wake up and smell before it’s too late and up in hell. That’s what I call this world because its full of lies and spells, that will catch you, and sometimes make you cry for help. That’s whey I said “life” is your deepest fear because if you don’t try to succeed and be the “best” then you’re going to end up like the rest, stuck in a chest, asking yourself how you got caught in this mess.

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MDUKES said...
on Jun. 1 2010 at 9:20 am
The writer put alot of hard work into this poem from a teens point of view on how he views life.


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