Candice George (11/18/92 / Brooklyn)
When the Odds r Against u
Sumtimezz u juss wanna escape this crazy place called life
Shyt juss starts getting too rough
Livin juss seems to tough
Why shuld u go on?
If ur up against all da odds?
If dey got ya back against the wall
Pushin u lower, Showin u farther
Got u feelin like ur not much more than the dog shyt nd piss sittin beside ya
U wanna jump off a roof
Juss drink nd smoke til u go poof!
How r u supposed to look at the guud life?
Think about wat da future holds?
If da present life juss aint worth thinkin bout
It aint worth thinkin bout da future
Dreams become deferred
Shyt juss blows up in ya face
Ya life starts crumbling like a building
Ashes r wat remains of ur existence
How r u supposed to rise like the phoenix
How do u get urself up, after uve been thrown down farther than a dead mans body
Is it possible to resurrect urself?
Or shuld u take da easy route
Accept defeat, nd take urself out of dis place
Seems so easy
To pull da trigger
Jump off the building
Cut off that supply of oxygen nd life
Juss take ya self out nd life goes on
Shyt goes away
There will b no memories
No more worryin
No more cryin
No more stressing
No more pain to endure
You eliminate yourself…Problem solved
But is that really the answer?
-Candice N. George
Comments about this poem (When the Odds r Against u by Candice George )
Top 500 Poems
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
William Ernest Henley
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings