What a difference

What a difference a year makes, I felt the jealousy-and envy through the hugs and handshakes, 

as you get older you tend to find out what a year takes, death and funerals, within that year I’ve been to 6 wakes, lost my best friend, can’t say I didn’t bend, but ain’t break, , they say they love me and they’ll always be there, that’s bullshit, man, they’re all fake, they spread rumors and tell lies, man, they’re all snakes, my loyalty went a long way, Left me wit some sleepless nights and some long days, do you know what life’s like with no faith and when you don’t pray, thunder and lightning, the sky, a dark gray, a thousand pounds upon my chest,, do you know how much that stress weighs, I have a big heart, now it’s broke and hard like some dry clay, it’s all game until I turn savage and then it’s “let’s play”, only thing worse than death, is to betray, judge a man by his actions, don’t pay no mind to what he say, 

what a difference a year makes, I can feel the jealousy and envy through the hugs and handshakes, 

now it’s every man for themselves, I get it, but most wouldn’t be where they’re at with no help, below poverty, piss poor, we had no wealth, cursed with addictions, bad hearts, overall just bad health, all we had was loyalty, in the neighborhood my last name was royalty, never had no problems, we settled things flamboyantly, it got ugly quick and if it didn’t it was just boring me, nowadays people changed, switched lanes and it’s scorning me, manipulation and lies, I have to ask why, cause when I see you, you can’t look me in my eyes, I know it’s fear, but you should have a little pride, 

What a difference a year makes, I can feel the jealousy and envy through the hugs and the handshakes,

I’m going though some changes, I just can’t help some of my thoughts, bad choices that I made, til this day they still haunt, I’ll just remain humble, the monkey can’t look the lion in his face, and this is just a concrete jungle, they can’t talk without telling lies, sooner or later they’ll just fumble, they’ll always loose the fight, karma, she can rumble, I’ll just continue to stand tall, hold my own, never tumble, because of her, I will never fall, can’t say I’ll never fail, but I eliminated the criminal thinking that always led me back to jail, and the triple beam dreams with the kilos on the scale, 

What a difference a year makes, I can feel the jealousy and envy through the hugs and handshakes, they spread rumors and tell lies, man they’re all snakes, 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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