Dear younger me
You are nothing like me
As per now...
For u are as innocent as a new born
But listen and listen good...
Leave the whisky...it will destroy you
Dump your girlfriend
she is a monster
Stop burning your lungs black...
You are not a painter so no more colourings orf toning
Don't party till 12
u are not proving that u are a drunkard bat...
Get home and love those that love you
But not Jotham...he hates you...
Don't get a boda boda u will die at 34..
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But u can chose to follow my advice and be the dearest of the dearest
Or not listen
and burn tomorrow
*The*Boy
YOU ARE READING
Mr.Poetic
PoetryThis piece poetry does the impossible It makes the loveless feel loved Dooms haters Zooms u back to reality Makes u smile Even if its for a sec It is worth the hustle
