My Words Poem by EatinB8 CC Ko

My Words



This life we’re exposed to guns and games, immorally addicted rum and fame
We get told our dreams are stupid and our values are lame

Should stop raising our fists, we need to raise our heads
Think momentarily what needs to be said, instead of just wishing them dead

Why do conform to their reality but not to who we are exactly
If life is a burden, let it burn a little then

It’s rough, the road ahead’s tough, but you can’t tell me to man up
Why grow up, keep your hopes high cause I ain’t giving up

Look into my eyes and tell me not to cry
There’s nothing wrong with tears even if you’re a guy

If you can’t hear my voice now
Then you need to find out how

My words have soul as much as it has rhyme
So if you wish to start believing then now is the time

Wednesday, March 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: self discovery
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