Big Dreams Poem by Doug Swazy Flakes

Big Dreams



lol growing up my life was hell
looking at all these dudes forget it oh well
momma had so many baby daddys i think i took the wrong one to show and tell
showing off different men like i knew my mommy sin
but back then i started to pick up that pen
art was a big thing to me when i first turned ten
earlier it was just something of my older ken
the big dreams, they take a great mind other wise i wouldn't be waisting my freaking time
how many people know about that knock life taking every last bit of a fiens dime
here have a piece of my dream luckiest dealer with a marksmen killer
raised by wolves out of the gutter call me a young gunna
shh please and hop on my wings and take a trip to a place called big dreams

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this is a poem on how i had big dreams when i was little and made a bad choice going into the life that wasn't ment for me at such a young age trapping and slanging
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joshua Fegley 03 January 2013

I used to be artistic at ten, until the school system took it away from me.

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