Okay pple this poem is in honor of my brother who died in a car wreck four years ago to the day.

No one seems to love me and no one seems to care.
That's why i'm fuckin sittin here rippin out my hair.

My dad is screamin at me to get up and go to mass.
And I'm yellin back NO and you can kiss my fuckin ass.

I dan't wanna go to church i just wanna cry,
Cuz God let me down 4 years ago when he let my brother die!

And now I'm wonderin why I still wear this 'lil cross.
And then I realize it's because Damien's faith was never lost.

I wear it as a reminder of how he was always there for me.
I wonder if maybe he can still see,

Everything I've said and all I've done so far.
Why God why couldn't it be me inside that car?

It was my responsibility to help my mamma out.
Why the hell did I have to go and pout?

Why'd I have to say take Damien with you instead I wanna stay and play.
Why coudn't i have just went with her, maybe if I had my big brother wouldn't be dead.

Was his death My fault? I hope not cuz,
Damn I just miss him too fuckin much!

I don't wanna be the reason why everything gone wrong since in my life since he died.God let me down that day and ever since I've cried.
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hey pple
not a lot to write about today so figured i'd try to write a poem

I feel alone & deprived
Because i'm twisted i'm not alive
this world is scary and there ain't nuttin i can do
They think i'm crazy and that i might come unglued
I don't think i'm crazy though becuz i'm just like them
So guess that all i can do is to hang wit my friends



I know it's probaly no good but oh well
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Today officially sucked i had to go to the dentist and now my jaw is really buggin me

hey pple whut up nuttin here. just lookin around online and bein bored. Lately i been talkin to a really cool person on here her name is lucille (YOu RoCK AnD YOu KnoW It BaBy) lol well i guess i'll let ya'll go for now. Oh yea take my new pole ppl plz.

i am so bored and i can't think of any thing to write some body plz talk to me

Hey everybody! I'm at school and i'm so bored so i guess i'll write a poem (actually it's more of a rap but oh well). it's not about me and i dont have a name for tit yet but i am open to any suggestions you all might have okay here goes nothin
I'm bustin caps fo my life while bein prayed fo by my wife. My girl she's at home wit my son and i know they are alone.
So i'm takin lives wit these knives cuz don't nobody care that my son ain't grown.
These people they be shootin they be screamin and shoutin, and don't nobody care that my girl's at home poutin.
I don't know what to say, 'Cept that i don't wanna die today.
These place has started cookin it's gettin hot up in dis joint . People have started bookin cuz theys cops up in this joint.
That cop he dun saw and it be to late to run cuz he be reachin for his gun.
There's a flash then a bang, and then there is the pain that is exploding through my brain.
Now I'm fallin on da ground wit only one thing on my mind, I cant die cuz i got people on the line.
I'm dieing now and i know it, I'm thinking but i don't show it.
I'm thinkin to myself, is this the way to hell?
I got only one regret only one thing iwish i hadn't done, I only fuckin wish i hadn't picked up that fuckin gun.

hey todays going okay so far nothins gone wrong yet so hopefully it wont