Maybe To Them... Someone To Us

Maybe To Them... Someone To Us

A Poem by PoeticFury

Maybe I am high on that drug that is stuck in my mind....

Maybe I am running off the thought of life that I just can't slow down I have to stay ahead of time...

Maybe I am tripping off the fact that I enjoy a rhyme...

Maybe I laugh at the fact that people are so concerned about the fact that they are not focus on what they do, but instead of what I do or don't do with my time...

Maybe I have to much or not enough in my mind...

Maybe I am happy just not to be in jail..

Maybe the fact that I have found someone who has proved me wrong in this life that is heaven bound in hell.

Maybe I am just to fast..

Maybe I am in route with a million ways to go

Maybe I am just a guy who goes every direction in fast motion..

Maybe I am that guy who takes his time, but you are just to slow..

Although you know..

Maybe I am that guy who does not have a lot of friends..

Or maybe I make them out of an old foe...

Maybe I am that guy who jokes and does not lie..

Who lives off independence but depends on all I have in my life right now to do what needs to be done, but asked to be forgiven when I do my sin...

Then again...

Maybe I enjoy a loss more than a win..

Maybe I rather just feel the breeze in the wind...

That gives me motivation to win...

Maybe I know where I want to go

I know where I have been.

I know what is right from wrong...

I just have a different way of taking things in on the other hand I do listen.

Maybe I like to be silent...

Is the answer to why I am not violent..

I am the answer to the biggest solution in my life..

I know we all need help sometime.

I try to do it all the right way..

When something goes down right in my life I don't take all credit I just do my best to stand strong with what I have and stay behind it..

Cause one day they will come a day where that book is made..

I will make the grade and remember all I gave that will follow me to the grave..

Not for who I am..

Now for who I was

Yet for the way I was made..

How I made my own decisions..

Where the term being a bit stupid and making bad choices that I learned from came from me being curious and brave.

I love my life...

I love all I have been giving the way I was living..

Every thing I have work for every chance I was giving.

Take the word maybe our of every sentence and give every person who has ever talked about you or me a maybe for themselves cause they maybe have the time to thank dumb, so give a maybe to some.

As for people like us we live for now there is no maybe in us cause we are already some and live for ourselves in the right way which means we are one.. Someone.

© 2012 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
PoeticFury

New Orleans, LA



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Heaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..

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