Growing up you've always had a helping hand
they'd pull you up out of lifes quick sand
you were taught right from wrong
what you learned played like a never ending song
now a man, path don't seem so clear
don't know which way to go
diffrent stories that you hear
go left
and get shifted in with the rest
and never thinking for yourself
choice is made
monies been paid
hearts are pained
just to fit in
go right
already stand out
it was okay to fight
instant gratification
is not for to nite
looking foward further down insight
the whole picture
what a delight
but wait you want it now
so you turn around
made alot of people frown
as you headed over to that evil ground
a familar place
history can't be erased
didn't learn from your mistake
wanted nobody to hate
thought it to late to change
how could you? when
all you know is pain
made way on over
thought to look back
but their the lil cuttie sat
so to that familiar place you went
and she's no longer a tempt
you had it
day in and day out
till no longer you can win
and died in a puddle
of your own sin.
**Please comment**
wow another great piece. i love the way you finish your pieces.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice write keep it up.