Forced Up
Bet ya thought this life would be a flop
But check this underdog, ended up on the top
Yeah, it was me and my brothers
Wouldnt say we came from the gutters
But we proved all em wrong just like all the others
Found our role models throughout all our travels
Holding on to our roots so we wouldnt unravel
And yeah I found solace in some fool that was older
But all the while I was just looking for the safety of a shoulder
My tears dried up, I wasnt giving up
That easily? No, my family's got my back
We had to since the arrest of mom's cardiac
And yeah weve had some hiccups, some bumps along the way
But that blood is forever and we're here to stay
Our lives all soared into different directions
But those calls never stopped, that's the exception
Why we were looked at like we were nothing special
Changed religions and made out to be those of the devil
But God was the one guiding, guess Jesus took the wheel
And now we're out grinding, hard work got us here
Never a hand out, no support from the government (sorta ;)
Look at that bank account now, those were hours well spent (quota)
I don't bind myself with tasteless past regrets
I just mind myself to do things different
All of my trials I started treating as if they were tests
And now just wait until you see what comes next
©kaylynnicole
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.