Hopeless

by April Chapleau   Dec 19, 2005


Written wen i was 17;

My life's a piece of *hit
Dats why there sending it away
There's no hope as we speak
Neither will be on dat day

This system i grew up with
Now it wont be very long
That deja-vous will follow
Saying bye to my real mom

This family i remain with
After transferring a thousand
Somethings telling me i afto
Say goodbye and live with out them

Getting close has been my fear
Knowing goodbyes were so near
This life i live so scared
Knowing days will just be teared

I knew this day would come
And i wanted it for years
But now dat it caught up
I reflect with so much tears

A mommy i'd like to call
And daddy most of all
But i gave up all dat hope
And saved my life with dope!

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