Live Your Life Poem by CJS Sincere

Live Your Life



I don't care about the money and I really never had,

Maybe because I'm broke and really never had,

Now that I'm grown I could care less about my dad,

The coward left and ran away,

I kind of wish him well,

But I just hope he stay away,

He ruined my childhood,

And left me in the hood,

Without a dad I could have turned out soft,

But I'm made of the hardest steel,

Most people write to talk,

I sometimes write to kill,

Now that I'm on the subject let me address this coward 'WILL'

He's like the devil he came through to lie; cheat; destroy and steal,

Back stabbing people make me ill,

And until we meet again,

I'm trying to release all these sins,

Because if I see you to soon,

You'll get a glimpse of me before my transformation,

I'll show you where it all begin,

It's beyond me the people, who think I'm weak,

Just because I'm small,

Believe me I'm at my peak,

And just to let you know if you run up on me your chances bleak,

Not because I'm tough,

I'm just a real person,

In a real world,

I got to be around for my baby girl,

I'm not trying to rap,

Even though it cool,

I'm a poet all the way,

I'll also be an individual until life is through,

I don't want to be you,

And don't try to be me,

God is your role model,

And if he's not then he should be.

I'm a beaming star,

To distant for you to reach,

I'm not stupid at all,

Just call me a renegade,

And kind of hard to teach,

I'm too much of a sinner to ever go out and preach,

God is number one,

But it so hard to avoid the Devil's heat.

My life is hard,

People just don't understand,

It's harder to do good then bad,

It's harder to be a father then to be deadbeat dad,

I could sell drugs and go to jail,

I could curse God and go to hell,

Even though I choose not to do those things,

Please somebody tell me where did I fail.

Second hand smoke is killing me,

I'm not sick yet the hospital keeps billing me,

Work treats me like a slave,

My Emotions cold and hot,

Its like my conscious is 'Ice grilling' me,

I'm letting it all out,

I could really care less about who's feeling me,

I talk off the wall occasionally,

I'm just trying to figure it out,

Life that is,

I wish I could say mine was perfect,

Or at least fine,

But whatever,

You live your life and I'll live mine! !

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christine Kerr 01 February 2009

Interesting, I could see that you were on such a free flow. Keep it up

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