Life

Tue, 04/28/2020 - 15:05 -- iamblue

I been stuggling with some thoughts

But thoughts aren't who I'm supposed to be

Happiness I'm steady chasing, but it's all just a fantasy

They say deams come true, but is it real

Is it really true

Stuggling to find peace

To heal my soul

Prayin that I'll make it out, make it out strong

My life fulla challenges, but are they really my own

Playin NF's songs like they my own

Recognizing the past, feelings so wrong

Feeling so ashamed, because I don't belong

My flesh way too strong

Steady looking in the wrong places

I'm tired of waiting and being patient

How long you want me to wait

How long you want me to walk around with a smile on my face

Hoping everyday that I'll be ok

Fake smiles and fake faces

Everybody gather 'round find ya places

It's just pretend, They'll neva know

It's time move on and let go

As we grow old the changes gon show

The rain gon come, hard times too

But how you handle them that's all up to you

I'm not the judge of you

But you don't have to struggle too 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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