Another go
My momma messed up
She had me young
Do better she said
As I begun
I grew up right
They raised me well
I thought that I
Had figured it out
But it was not right
That night of hell
I messed up once
And all went to hell
All my dedication
My charisma
They thought is was no longer too swell
But I am still me
My pursue is still there
I am the same me
Just exposed to the air
I want new trust
a second chance for my ego
But kids like me
We don't get another go
Your momma was a mess up
And so are you
That's what they think
But that's not what I do
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community