People talkin bout
People talkin bout People talkin bout
all of yall are talkin bout,
the dyin,the killin,the shootin,the lyin, the tryin,
and all about the whites the blacks the yellow the blues,
People talkin bout how they life have been so fucked up in the past but im not goin to,
anymore anyway cause if its so fucked up why should u bring the past in2 the new days,
i dont no im just confused,
i know u shouldnt keep shit bottled up inside,
and its not good to hide,
but why,
why do this to ur self and i realized a whole lot of people are startin 2 ask why,
and delussional stuff like why do they exist why they are still alive,
i ask myself questions like that in another poem i wrote,
dont no what that was 4 because all i did was cry and cry,
it just bought me into reality,
4got about all my creativity, curiosity and mostly my verbulosaty,
i could make up words from the top of my head thats what i do,
but when people start to hate thats when i start to assume and conclude,
we wouldnt be people if we didnt assume and hate,
i guess it was just our fate,
but its a bold line between critiquers and haters,
critiquers improve,
haters set back but in the end they are the ones who lose,
but yet they do what they wanna do say what they wanna say but neva get to try to find out whats really inside of you,
mabey there to good ,
or mabey thats what they think,
i have no pen and paper but that s not ya issue,
this computa was donated cause i told somebody that i wanted to go to school and written is what i wanna pursue.hater's go on and say its some shit i wont get offended.
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Originally Posted by Ether Spitter
