A thug

by Xavier   Jun 16, 2007


You think your life is messed up cause you aint got no palm trees and blue skies.
try living in my world were family is nothing and all your good friends die.
tears not of sorrow but of fustration.
all because of these simple complications.
why cant i be a regular person.
why is my mind frame set at stealing old ladies purses.
is this why all good men get hauled off in hearses.
why little girls get snatched up and murdered.
i have died more than once.
ive felt pain that not even the most stable minded person could over come.
its cause my brain is not to think and my heart is not to love.
since i was athought i was considered to be a thug!!!!!!!!!!

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  • 17 years ago

    by LiNa

    I loved ur lines and ur wordingi fell in love with but i loved it girly

  • 18 years ago

    by geeeeee

    "try living in my world were family is nothing and all your good friends die.
    tears not of sorrow but of fustration.
    all because of these simple complications."

    People will never understand what people have to endure in life, until they walk in their shoes. Most people will never have that oppurtunity, yet they still feel they have the right to judge others, but they dont. This was a heart fulled poem.

    Take Care.

  • 18 years ago

    by Alma

    True people like to say what they think saying any teen they see on the street is just another thug but they don't understand why it is they do what they do. Their just trying to survive another day, soldiers in a street war. loved it 5/5

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