WHY
They said i couldn't
I wouldn't
I can't
Someday I'll be old
And eveyone would hear what i told
That im not just a big ass pile of mold
I really could't take the your nothing
That you'll never do something
Your such a dumb little thing
No one told me it was going to be this hard
That luck was exaclty like playing cards
Just stranded their, looking for help in the churchyard
But life will be a piece of pie
Some day
Life will not have lie
Some day
But the question is to ask WHY
Some day
This poem is about:
Our world