Sittin’ Up Here Thinkin’ A Da World Today.. Poem by Rose Bean

*sighzz...
What of the world today?
What about the world tomorrow?
What about the world when it’s all filled with sorrow?
What do I say, what do I do?
What do I think when it’s only me and you?
The worlds so messed up,
My mind such a screw…
I hate that you think that I can’t live without you!
The world doesn't know what’s up with me right now,
For, I am only a teenager in this world for now.

My mom’s insane,
ma daddy’s fried his brain,
Now tell me what I’ll do when the world is only blood and vein?
My grandparents are dead
My brother fell on his head,
He’s in the hospital now.
Doubt he'll ever leave his bed now…

My sisters alone
My heats filled with stone…
Will I ever learn to let her in?
I remember one night when I was just a kid
When I just sat there thinking.
Looking up into the sky with my head held high,
watching the flashing lights blinking.
I looked at the star, which seemed so far
And made a wish I hoped would come true…
Star, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight!
I wish that life was easy and life was good.
I don’t what to stand in the life were I well stood.
I want to be happy,
Not remember pieces of my life being scrappy.
I want my dad to stop drinking,
I want my brother to stop sleeping,
I want my innocents back star.
And sometimes I stop and wonder what else is out there...
Where else could I be?
I mean it’s not like anybody else listens to me.
For I am only a child,
Living in an adult world...
I have no power.
I have no life yet.
Only my dolls, my games, and my pet
Those are the things I can never seem to forget.
I wish I was free star…
Free from the world and all corrupted by it.
How can I say this I must be side blinded?

Star, I am only a child with such strong intentions...
A child who had almost seen it all,
A child who got spanked for bouncing a ball
How much could I take?
I had to bear it all!
Fast-forward in to present life,
I’m a disappointed, hysterical teen with no more answers to turn to.
Now tell me y’all,
What am I suppose to do?




RoseMary B.