Yeah I got demons,
Believed in love that it made my
heart wanting to be needed.
Begin soul-searching like I was creeping.
I hold on to my childhood secrets,
because if I tell you you don't believe me.
Felt like the situations would never change,
but I was the only one to blame.
At the time I was losing focus,
Had to grow start using my brain.
Creating my way success
that's what I'm trying to gain.
In the beginning it's the loneliest road.
But I pick up my head, and stand on my feet;
I will no longer postpone.
This is my story, my life.
Everyday I live,
is the pages that I write.
Don't tell me how to live it.
This is my autobiography,
no use for any opinions.
I'm real deaf when it comes to critics.
My mind is the pen that has the power.
One day my story will end, but
until then I'm writing
one hell of a novel.
-KimboNoSlice
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