Interference Poem by Mara SalvatruchaDemon

there this girl in my class
i catch sometimes looking at me
but i be seeing she talking to other dudes sitting beside me
but i know i have no chance
she like those thug and spitting game type
i'm one those silent types
i think i'll die alone
live in the hills with all these homeless dogs at my home
i lived through bigotry and drive by's and my best friend just died
i live so distant from the top
like the Detroit pistons
sometimes i feel like a ghost
no one seems to notice me
even the rain doesn't interfere me
when snow falls it seems to go right through me
i guess that's life
i guess there nothing much to say
it wouldn't bother me if someone told me i was going die today
even my angel came down to me and try to raise my head
in a low voice he said why is your feelings so dead
i said cause i feel dead
the angel face turned red
like he was surpise what i just said