I'm sitting over here depressed,
I'm giving this war my best.
But what the heck man?
I'm doing all that I can,
Giving my all to win this war.
Some people are asking me what im still fighting for.
I don't even think I know anymore.
Sitting over here crying on my bedroom floor.
My career isn't taking off, is crashing.
I'm kicking, screaming, lashing,
Out in anger.
Man I'm in some danger.
But screw it,
Ill get through it.
Becuase who know what my name is,
Rhyme-Slayer,
Sofisticated!
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Poetry
PoetryPoetry with various ideas and different backrounds. Please leave comments on anything I can improve on. Also let me know that you want, more poems and if they're good. Thank you fellow readers. And fellow writers- Rtue writers don't find creativity...
