Its been 16 years
And lies are all i hear
I'm living the life where i can't succeed
Ans where i can't be me
Been on the move and can't stay still
Paycheck to paycheck, trouble paying the bills
Poverty, homeless what i was, it was bad
My music and poems are my life becuase thats all i had
My life is mine and you can't change that
If you don't like it, just turn your back
Because im used to it and always being ignored
All i ever wanted was some respect and to be adored
I'm so over it and so stressed
Going to give up on life and be depressed
Putting myself in pain is what i do because it feels good
Trying almost everything i possibly could
But pain was the only thing that made the bad go all away
And the writing on this paper of what i have to say
So remember the name, Jacob Guinn, and that i'm only a kid
And that the bad life is what I lived.
Your Poems Are Amazing To Me Because I Can Relate. No Matter How Depressed You Get I Hope You Still Keep Writing.
wow, it really makes you stop and think whats good and bad about your life, Its a really good and thoughtful written poem, this is what you call talent, it brought a tear to my eye xxxxxx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can hear this poem rapped I think it would sound good..