Friday, March 4, 2011

What do you think of this poem like thing That I wrote.?

I haven't done this in a while so let me get some concentration, this is a recommendation to complete an obligation. My name is epogue, and I'm about to drop a flow. So lay back and relax and listen to me go. There's a lot of things I lack good friends and good family. Cause everyones fake, tellin lies, can't be real with me. This world's a�crazy place and it really isn't clear to me. Why. Things change for the worst when everything's just getting good. Why. Things can't just be perfect and go the way they should. Like him, i miss him and i thought he was the one. Now all the complications are just ending up as one, big mess. And I'm trying to hold myself together. But day after day it seems like nothing but stormy weather. I just want a real smile, real people in my life. Hoping things will fall together and everything will be better. It's like I wake up, same **** different day. Find myself looking forward to the end of everyday. I have confidence, in myself whenever I'm alone. But when people come around, it's like it all falls to the ground. And my mind, is always full of thoughts. What if, how come, why. Labeling winners and losers, what if life was just a tie. I look into the mirror And see the person who I'm meant to be. And If you looked beyond my looks there's a lot more that you would see. Beauty, is more then just an outside�description. It's what lies within a person, what a lot of people are missing. Haven't you ever heard don't judge a book by it's cover. Because all that looks resemble are the traits from the mother. And father. Life is just a game, it's you against the world. Trying to defeat you, But you got the shield to protect you from their sword. gotta keep on moving, walk this world, with a smile upon my face. Even though life's not perfect, and I don't know my place. This is my life. I live it once. And I gotta make the best of it, but I'm only 15, got years to go, I cant keep stressing it.

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