Desprate

Desprate

A Poem by Machiavelli

Life is becoming a pain

Full of nothing but shame

The way I fell

Should not be real

But thats just how life is

It makes my brain fizz

Life as a teen

Its just so obscene

The growing pains are inside

Its like going for a ride

Your desprate for fuel

Not noticing its full

Then you feel like a fool

You have what you need

You could easily succed

But you dont even try you just break down and cry

Wanting what you cant have

Feeling caged in like a lab

This is the desprate escape i need from lifes

Pain and strifes

 

 

© 2011 Machiavelli


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Machiavelli
Machiavelli

Bronx, NY



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