Poems from Lizcake
It’s hard acting like your happy when you’re not
Listening to people talk, being in the public
I just want to tell everyone to go away and...
It's true that I was born in raised in a local vicinity
But schools, friends,even homes
They really mean nothing to me
Not even my family...
I write for my life
Like I fight
Breathe
I write to tell my story
No two souls share the same life
Nobody knows my trife
A stuggle
Homeless...
Remember a time when there were no cell phones
Before when we were attached at the hipbones
Now we’re all in different zones
On our phones...