Being Me Poem by Robert Roberts

forever checking my back
as i know this life am living
brings nothing but pain
i keep friends out
to save them the dispute
no matter who you are there's
a part of me you don't know
they blame me for being me
all when i blame life
born in the hood
yet can't change no matter what
a crazed man with tattooed scars
from life as i mark the memories
of this emotional melt down
i cant change for no one
maybe simply hide
behind a former shell
but ill for ever be me
with enough pain inside
to erupt a volcano
i walk this world
prepared for anything
so when i look look at my back
know am the worst man to cross paths with