Just another day | Teen Ink

Just another day

July 25, 2015
By shoot2easy BRONZE, Bumpass, Virginia
shoot2easy BRONZE, Bumpass, Virginia
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

Times have changed and society has left my mind derranged, but i'm used to the world, i'm used to its pain... the world we live in is pretty sad we base the signifigance of a person only if they follow a fad. We have steady murdering, this business is for the worse, people killing people like they're under a witche's curse.You gotta be quick, smart and agile to know how to survive, to make it to the next day is the main goal in our lives. If they don't learn they get burned by the heat of burning lead, it's hard to live in a world when all your peers are dead, there are crackheads on the street and bloodstains by my feet. I've seen pain and you best believe I felt it, it's too late to lend a helping hand because not even you could have helped it.

 

Love is an issue that is at large, I'm Homer Simpson, looking for my Marge, But I'm limited to Patty and Selma, better yet the three ugly step sisters from Cinderella. Basically a good girl is one in a million, I could settle for hoe, but i'm looking for a girl who is brilliant, resilent, and a mother for my children. But my dreams will never become a reality, mentally I'm in a state I can't get around, Growing up I was one of the kids that would surround himself with underground rappers spitting rhymes at the playground. Never was I was a kid that was known to play with toys, I was known as the kid that made a noise with his voice. A large part was because I was mentally ahead of everyone else, I learned that I was a boy in the world and that boy had to live for himself.

 

At the age of 12, I started making wealth , sitting at the corner of elm, I spoke poetry and gave you a show, But never did I want a dime, I just wanted to be never left alone, I wanted some to stay and have a talk, but, Nope, y'all didn't do that. You gave me spare change and continued on with your walk. Music is sad, it's crazy how lyrics like "look at the flick of the wrist" can get more attention,then "help, I have slits in my wrist" but it's not me , I'm not the type of person to take the pain out on myself, but I'm also not the only person facing a struggle, 2pac said it best about a rose coming out of the rubble, now lend a helping hand and understand that here on earth, we're all children of the damned.



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.