Cant understand why i wrote this poem?

All i see in this bit of paper that i am writing on is crime.
and all i want to do is write and rhyme...

A little bit of beef and a little bit of grief.
and a bit of reef...

It makes this world for its self,
it cant even open its mouth...

There is a little girl that has a couple of lifes...
and all she wants to do is play with knifes...

Fights fights fights fights,
all through the the nights...

I cant help to wonder is this a another noise..
or will another crime happen to nights....
people cant even have their rites.

Please all i ask u is to give us light,
instead of night.

please stop all this pain
and give us some rain...
and instead of crime give us some time.

tell the angels to stop the curse
and do the reverse...

I DON'T KNOW WHY I WROTE THIS POEM MAYBE CAUSE I WAS BOARD LOL
PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT AND I WILL DO THE SAME 4 U?