I go through life everyday
The school halls
The street
Going through hell.
I brave this life.
Of course there were tears
and painstaking years;
but how could you be brave
without killing your fears.
I come home and take s**t
from the ones who so called love
I need no help
I am my own dove
I braved my stress
without one hair turning grey.
I get cursed out at home
and still have nerve to stay.
I take commands from others
everyday.
Sam be good
Sam be nice
Sam do this
Sam do that.
I listened to every word she spat.
But what did I get?
A slap in the face,
and sent to bed,
without any dinner
And a throb in my head.
But what did I do?
Oh that's easy to say,
I took my shower
and home I stay.
Oh but school,
that's a real treat!
All the rumors
and backstabbing keep me on my feet.
What would I be,
without girls calling me b***h?
And what would I be,
without boys calling me whore?
Yeah
I'd be alot happier,
But I wouldn't be brave.
I'm sorry no thankyou,
I have my own Rhianna.
My umbrella keeps me dry
from those tears I cry.
I don't need your love
and definatly not
your sympathy.
I realize this life
has nothing to do with me.
I'm just another rat
put in a maze to find it's way out.
Only there is no exit
But I still try to get out.
I'm not giving up
not letting them see my sweat.
I taking this life one on one,
Fighting until I've nothing left
The only time I'll live in peace
Is when I finally reach DEATH.
When I'm dead
And there's no sound to my heart
And the dirt and bugs tear me apart,
My generations born into
this dirty world
I say to you
Take my spirit I've always saved
And start your life through the evil
I've braved.
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depressing poetry...
pretty much poems thas bout it
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