as i sit crazy shit runnin through my head
should i be the one who determains anothers death
should i be the one who decides to make it ya last breath
im brain dead like the ones who smoke meth
should i help the world and rid it on one less
should i enter a kitchen and make a big mess
not...
what do u do if you fallin for someone but u know u cant be wit em? maybe cuz they got someone else,they live to far, or they just arent interested in you? im just curious what other peoples opinions are on this subject
i originally wrote this as a rap but i figured why not make it a poem instead i wrote it for my two little sisters one is in las vegas the other in denver i miss them both very much n i wrote this for them... i call it The Forgotten Children
this is for two forgotton childs/
for two never...
i dont know if u woud call it a poem but fuck it im go for it
sumtimes when im blue i think n sit/
why a wetback, beaner or spic/
is it because they think it makes me tick?/
well to be honest im not botherd by it/
the real wet backs are you caucasions/
so watch the names to see who you phasin/...