Over



Things are so wrong

I'm not that strong

I'm not where I belong

I wish I was gone

I don't want to be here

I wish I could disappear

I wanna go somewhere

anywhere but over here

Everything you said

went straight to my head

you gave me all these meds

and said now it's time for bed

What is happening

why can't I see anything

all this pain that is hurting me

it's so fake, so hard to believe

why won't the pain stop

all your insults have made me pop

I'm at the bottom when I should be on top

look at the floor, blood, someone get a mop

Times up

the clock has stopped

someone call 9-1-1

right now you have

another person...

gone

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joey's picture

yo dat is de shiot yo son... ya heard me!

yo i is totizzeling to the whole sucizille shiot ya heard me

fo sho... holla back youngin

woot woot!

Devyn Prince-Reid's picture

Hey, this is a pretty good poem, it flows, if ya know what i mean. I tottlay can relate to this poem though. Very nice.