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I’m sitting in this chair thinking to my self wondering what my purpose here. Why do I take these breathe into my lungs. That makes my heart beat…THUMP…THUMP
It getting louder...so loud that my ear drums about to pop but instead they cry tears. My eyes bleed out my fears.
I can’t breathe…it hard and getting harder…
I’m meaning I can’t think….
To blind to see how these people use me.
I just want to please them
Give them things I didn’t have.
Treat them how I wish to be treated….
But they still don’t see…
It stopping day by day
Missing beats each min….
Wait,
There it goes again…
I once had a dream about the future...
Peaceful land…tears free world….
But then I woke up
And realize what a hell hole I was
I refused to be a statistics in those ghetto streets
Become best friends with the weed that grows in the crack of those ghetto sidewalks
I refused to be like you
Take lives of innocent people
And using those white roses to clean up the blood off your hands
That why you adore those reds ones so much
Because you’re the reason why it red
I hold my head down when I walk past you
Afraid that you see the fear that you cause in my eyes
And maybe realized that you frightening me
Then do your sideways grin and say it okay I won’t harm u
You already
You slice open my soul just by talking to
You’re a disgrace to society
But you just a coward
That can’t face THE WORLD ON YOU OWN
WHO AM I TO JUDGE YOU

I’m sitting in this chair thinking to my self wondering what my purpose here. Why do I take these breathe into my lungs. That makes my heart beat…THUMP…THUMP
And watch you passed my window…
Who are we to judge each other?
When we barely support ourselves?





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