Heard Ones. Poem by Lyfe Tymme

I heard ones
That they rather hear about memories than enemies
Rather to hear what was, or what will be then what it is
Rather to hear how u get it, over how much it cost u
Rather to hear about finding urself n how u lost u
Rather to make this a open letter
About families n struggles n what it take forever
About us that u, ve broken n tiles that u've serving
No doubt in my mind I gatto make 'em feel better.