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Joseph McGarrigle

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

7 poems·Since July 2015

Just Doin Me JDM : Up at Hyatt

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July 19, 2015

A woman said I was a thug

When I felt no love

There I was screaming

Up above at the doves

 

This is what you left Me with

Having the Mc in Me

Draining swimming pools

Cause I can’t bare to stare

 Back at that abuse

 

Like no,

No soup for you boy

Come, Imma show you

 Something new

You got shit to do boy

Imma sit on you

If you don’t finish soon boy

 

 

 

 

Yeah, he used to take me to the horses

We’d watch, He’d tell me bout the races

Say, see the ones right there

Those ones’ll never make it

 

You know their chance at first glance

I let my self think it for a second

But now I look back and regret it

 

Cause to me

A real love is color blind

 

I was too young to see

Now I’m giving lenses out

To let the youngings see

 

Peace, love and serenity

Staying true to Identities

This is what it made me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m winning gainst my demons

You best be believing that

God left me over

I ain’t even mad

It scarred me all over

I was bleeding bad

But it made me who I am

I may have needed that

 

 

Now the homies call me

Joey Oey Oey O

I wonder why

 

Guess I got green in my eyes

How my future’s eyeing me

It’s red in my eyes

How my past’s flying me

 

 

I tell em

Come ride with me

Come get high with me

 

 

I show ya the TSL

*Roll the L*

Tell ya stories

So ya never sell

 

Tell ya how to find a dime bell

The kind ya never wanna leave

Till time and place get between

That Dream

 

N you just gotta be on ya own

Doing you for you

Damn that’s a lot of masturbation

 

Haha yeah

Don’t give a damn if I say it

This ain’t bout being famous

 

Not even just for Me

I’m expanding on a legacy

For the man that left like a rental

With so much potential

 

 

I remember back then

I almost said forget

The Car lot Man

 

But now I know who I am

I know that this is Me

And I’ll never

Front on a fake Identity

 

I’m Just doing me

Winning gainst my demons

You better believe that

God left me over

I ain’t even mad

It scarred me all over

I was bleeding bad

But it made me who I am

I may have needed that

I may have needed that

 

To be Me

Joseph D McG

To Just Do Me

Always stay

True to Me

It’s just Me men

Just Doin Me

Joseph D McG

 How it made Me

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