It's been my pain in my past Got me feeling to insane to ask If God is there or what is love Living Reckless Like I don't care Acting thug knowing sure as hell it won't last Had everybody around me believing life is not fair It was my mind deceiving Everything I seen and came to believe Like the world owes me Saying ‘fuck the world’ as if it's always been in my debt Always blaming and willing too blame Instead of taking responsibility for myself Even when hell is hot I don't see its depth I need help Before I cash in my chips Because it's hard to tell if anybody gives a shit It gets so deep I see death My own Fucking crib Is not even safe to get some sleep Forgetting where it started Because it is washed up in the years of loyalty To self destruction Sure as hell see no end Because in this life there's no mercy Because No one gives a fuck Going around like nothing will hurt me No wonder I'm stuck Too bad I wasted so much time putting my life in danger Just to be called a thug...
Reason for writing:
Made this a few days ago, I didn't want to post it. I thought it would make me look like a boy instead of a man; I'm not even sure what to think anymore. I hope this is not offensive to anyone. I know how some of you mention your sick of hearing anything to do with the thug stuff. I don't know how else to feel when i write, I'm just trying to keep it real and it always leaves the wrong impressions for everyone, and honestly I'm sick of living Like a rank human being. I got a heart, but it's useless with reputation. They believe this and that, and it's not even true. I just want a new life and make it through school so I don't have to spend my life in the gutter. Bad shit keeps happening around me or to me, and I got to stick it out. I'm fresh on my own, still in school (final year), and I can't afford to live in better areas. This is not a poem, I know, but sure as hell aint a rap or a journal entry.
Birth sign: Aries
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