Tattered'And Torn
 

Like the people say, Im better off dead cuz
Everysingle day, Another problem gets caused
Another hate is flamed,and I get blamed
Another devil is born, and I get blamed for his ways

Getting aquitted for Spitten
Flippin the world off and they all think that Im wiggin
What kinda life do we live in
Maybe that, dream was right.....I am who I hang with

When this faith Is tattered' and torn
When I hope and pray 2 be reborn
The same old thing replays, and then the skies storm
Coldness in hearts, pumping Ice,while I was still born

Hate in my eyes, cause when I tried to cry
I was pushed around picked on, and the world wants 2 see me die
Damn I wish they was watching......them angels in disguise

17, 18 in october
Whatever happend to this happiness, and fearlessness I had over
Fuck....Im outta whack anyways...Maybe this piece makes you see more'

uppin

this was good, nice rhymin in this poem, good imagery, and overall nice short piece about your emotions....keep up....pc