Nothing But Someone Poem by Ghost Legend

Nothing But Someone



Ain't nothing but someone tryna make it.
People I know are half of who they were,
Still happy merely to be workin',
Believing in soul friends just to forget us.

Ain't nothing but someone tryna make it
Because it's painful seeing this for what this is.
I don't blame them; Myself, I'm pretty crazy,
But I ain't someone just tryna make it.

There's something wrong the way we are living;
Suffering's everywhere, except in our kitchens.
Everybody moves along, blaming the districts.
I'll be damned if I grew up to lose me.

Rather keep poverty and my doggie, Shakur.
Rather see my love every day, pure.
Rather sink than swim among barracudas.
Rather say I love you, go before it's not true.

Ain't nothing but someone tryna make it;
I'll cherish you all, even in your deaths,
Bury you in a sea of my own tears,
Letting you go to do for which you're here.

Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty,success
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success