when life gets hard i get harder

theres alot of things that makes life hard

sometimes you just get them days

when i get them day i like to get lost

not in the woods 

nor the mind

but actually the music that hits you inside

 

i will listen to that old rock 

which my parents were born

the oldies like kiss 

like seether

and like slash 

that just help me level my head

 

thers something about the ponding of the bass 

and the sliding of the guitar 

that releases me from my life 

thats like tar

the bamming of the drums 

and the story of the lyrics 

thats always keep me hearing

 

this is why 

i always know

no matter how hard it gets

i am always harded

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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