Real Sh*t (September 17th 2009) Poem by miss wargo

U think about it
and it seems like
ur whole life is flyin
right by u
so u sit
and u cry
and it seems
like things
will never b the same
u try to remember
one person
one name
to take u back
to the good ol' days
but the past
and the present
cant get over their differences

**and now ur stuck**

between past and present emotions
and u want to go back
to that beautiful day
before ur life got turned around
and ur skies went dark gray
but u cant
because the present
is the gift of no time
to do anything extra
but sit here and rhyme