My legal name is Alfredo Ibarra III. I was born in Brownsville, Texas. It's a border town with a mostly Hispanic culture. I have some poetry on this from 2010 when I was 14 so it's obviously terrible, but it's honest. Now that I'm making huge transitions in my life to adulthood I seem to lack that the time to post a lot of material online. I love to write poems. I love to write for myself, and the people around me. I will always write no matter how low amount of time I have. My topics revolve around psychology, and personal adversity. I rarely travel outside those realms, but I still do. Please read, and give your opinions!
On the highway doing over eighty
during falling day driving crazy
lost my way swerving shady
still the streets won't stay, eyesight fading.
I got your legs on the table
Your arms on my shoulder
C'mon give me that dirty label
Before we get any older
The tears running down your throat,
The fears running down our road
Kiss my lies darling
Autocorrect that with a 'p'
Back of the building, we're with your friends
Back of the mind, smoke in the air then
Let's clear that up, even if we felt ends
Something with these withdrawal pills won't mend