Like the explosion at 23

Last year was no different then the year before it

or the one before that 

or the one before that ,

because lets all me honest right now , every year kinds sucks. 

It doesnt matter whos in charge 

what happend on the news today 

or if you have a lot of money. 

Last year was like the explotion at 23 

Shitty, shameful, but far from anything, 

quote on quote 


Ive learned its all about making the best out of shit situations, and not letting 4 little numbers 

Ruin a perfectly shit time


This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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