Regret

Read my history and you'll be sad or mad

Ever have you heard a kid so bad

Get out of my class Ny'Kia Taylor get out my class

Really younger verion of Ny'Kia why are you a bad ass

Even the bad kids thought I was worse

The histoy and memories of old Ny'Kia Taylor is a curse

 

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My family
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Comments

Nykia234

This poem was really personal and brought up bad memories from my freshmen and sopohmore year of high school.

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