That Girl Poem by jasmine dugas

Lost and confused in this world
Words can't describe the things that happen to this girl
She always spoke and wrote from her dome
As many people she talked to she still alone
Through the blood, sweat, and tears and the alcohol and drugs
She lived on the street with the old rugs, bugs, and thugs
She cried every night wondering when she gone leave this place
She grew up watching her race fight her race
Wishing god would just take her away
Praying to god to make it out this hood one day