Arithmetic Judgment Chops. - Poem by Klarissa Esquer
The life is in my eye
The shine is in my mind
I’ma keep on liven
Even when I’m blind
I’m blind of the world
Cryen of the world
There’s too many people
Dyen in the world
That’s why I close my eyes
To see the side that I decide
This is more then a dream
This is more then what should be seen
People out there cold stone, and mean.
But I cant lie to you and my mind
I have been greedy, and just look at the needy.
There’s something here that I have to say
There’s something in me that I wont ever say
I sit with the spit, inside my mind
Never to spit outside the line
You can cross the real from the deal
But I can only be as real as I feel.
Yeah I grew up wrong
Yeah I did it strong
But I’m still waiten
Fo’ my time, where I can walk
Let my backbone stick out
Pull my hair out and shout
These are my words
These are my thought
This is real
This is what I feel
Cant blame the world for my sad
The only thing I can do is release the mad
Love it all, roll with it like a ball
Short, when I wish I was tall
Me, when I wish I was her
Cryen, when I wish I could run out of tears
My face is raining, my picture is drainen
I deprive my own soul
With the past, that turned old.
Am I suppose to change my happy?
Am I suppose to pretend that I’m happy?
I cant live my own lie, but let others live it for me.
But I don’t know me
Or I don’t want to
Or I’m bored with me
I use to be my hero
Now I feel nothing but a zero.
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