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Why I Write Poetry/My Issues


I write poetry, because it helps me vent I hate stressin’ so that heart attack is what Im tryna prevent Lemme take you into my world The pain in the pit of my stomach just might make you hurl I'm in New York City livin' out my dreams But what you see on the outside is not what it seems My mind's goin' crazy...thirsty for the C.R.E.A.M. I'm the supreme ruler steady lookin' for his queen But see life can be so mean When your feelin' like the only one who's on your team See my strength within...that's somethin' real Even if I don't feel it but I know the deal Feelin' like I been hit in my Achilles' heel Maybe this is god tellin' me to finally kneel Down...Cause I'm not one that's for religion I'm takin' life by the horns, makin' my decisions Be patient and everything will finally come But my patience runs thin so I smoke 'til I'm numb I see my life ahead of me like a crystal ball I see the world in my hand 'cause I want it all
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