Nicole Balbuena


It's crazy they concieved me,
brought me into this world to decieve me.
I f***ed up so many times, and they 'TRIED' to retrieve me.
Now that i look back at it, growing up all they did was forget about me and leave me.
Why do they hate me?
Instead of having the heart to love & appriciate me.
All they do is frustrate me.
& Then all of a sudden, my temper wakes up, and thats when they wanna try and sedate me.
Now i'm tryna be something and they wanna break me.
Wanna turn me into a piece of shit, Technically cascrate me.
It's like they wanna eliminate me,
but their dead wrong, only God can take me.
They f***** to make me, but the Lord took his time to actually create me.
And lately, i havent been giving a shit about nothing but achieving my dreams greatly.
Now i'm addicted to money, i'm hungry for it. The best desert i've tried. Cash so f***ing tasty.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 18, 2010

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