Ive reached jupiter will you stay?

Ive landed arms spread wide open like i planed it
Please hold on tight close ur eyes this is our fight
Dreams of walking turned to flying in a broken bus
All these drugs is this really us?
Control the uncontrollable stand tall for the short
Dont you remember? This life is a sport.
High class with a low grade.
I see your hand u still have that spade?
Yelling and enduring the pain then you whisper theres so much to gain
You see me and my struggle i look back i dint think you could juggle
Come lets sit down close ur eyes
Dont you like this place ? Lets say our goodbyes.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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