December 7, 2008
In heat and misery of these streetz
can you tell me why i seek defeat! Not knowing the name of the game and getting played so bab i nearly lost my mind
What path do i get on and where do i belong
They say there is always one person there from the start, dear to your heart
Where are you?
Alone in this crazy world where do i belong
Maybe at home with my family or hustling in the hood with my peeks rite beside me
Niether, i belong to me and my home is my number one enemy
so once again i strive and happiness will follow
who knows in this life
just remember to put up a fight
or you lay six feet two deep in the ground below
What mo could you ask fo

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gracelynnhope said...
Dec. 20, 2008 at 8:18 am
I like this poem. It would be even better revised. Take pride in your work and keep writing:)
kianapearl said...
Dec. 17, 2008 at 11:55 am
Your poem is in desperate need of editing. Im sure you're a great writer, but because of gramatical errors, I couldn't understand what I was reading. I know some words were spelled incorrectly knowingly like 'streetz' and 'mo', but unless you take pride in your work, noone is going to take you seriously.
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