Bffl

by jerald   May 25, 2006


I don't want no more lies
so i wont have tears 2 cry
i just wanna die
cuz I'm tired of being confined
inside a small box
with no BF
2 help me stay tuff
its ruff
cuz we lost all our trust
i guess i deserve 2 live
in this cruel world
where ppl get hurt
and get shot
4 stealing some pot
to make a buck on the block
while ppl r at home crying
cuz their denning
that he's real
but if he wuz really real
y do i feel so downhill
and I'm not filled
with his holy will
I'm not trying 2 say he anit real
i just got 2 many questions
2 b on his battlefield
i couldn't carry his sword
like i was going 2 war
i dont use it like that
its just there 2 b
like u used 2 b
then u came back
and said i was whack
cuz u weren't there 2 keep me in tac
so it works out fine
cuz everything is put back in line
you and me
Best friends 2 b
4 many days and many nights
side by side
taking on many fights
cuz we're BEST FRIENDS FOR LIFE

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