In life no one knows the pain I feel.
I walk around wondering if it's a dream or is it real?
The pain, the hurt, the confusion..
The clear path, the illusion.
Getting your heart broken, your body used.
Baby girl its the path you chose.
Well before judging me, take a walk in my shoes.
In life sometimes to win,first learn to lose.
So grimace all you want, turn up your nose.
Life is not a bed of rose.
Imagine losing your shape, your vim and vigour.
To some bastard, some insignificant nigger.
What's the difference?
Brag about what you've done to your friends.
How heartless!
You've accepted your daughter so what about your son.
What sin or disgrace to you has he done?
You will regret doing such an act!
Because he will be Someone of worth that's a fact!
Someone of worth.
So keep avoiding him like dirt.
He came here for a purpose can't deny that.
No matter how you hurt him, he's well loved think on that.
My life is a drama piece.
But life do go on.. That's the least.
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Poetry:Midnight Blue
PoetryAn anthology of Poems based on life's experiences, sex, love, heart break, how to get back up after falling. Simply its all about getting to know me. Don't hate appreciate.
