Poems from lowkeypoetic
Its sad these kids don't know nickle from a dime
We liveing in hard times
But look they really need to sit they ass down and read a book
I...
Do you judge me because my skin is dirty
Like the dirt below me
My complexion is only brown
But yet i never wear a frown
Beacuse i see no...
some one to hold me when im lonely
tell me that you love me
the paper to my diary
that voice i hear inside me
you hold the key to open...