Tears Of A Tiger Poem by seqouiyah young

I pick up my pen, to write my feelings in a rhyme, but every time I make the attempt

no words come to my mind.

This pain hurts and the truth even worse, thee expression on my face, merly no more than a curse. At first I just let the pain in because fooling my self wouldn't let it all soak in or take away some of the sins.

I'm just to tired of life that Im crying tears of a tiger. And know I'm telling the truth when I say I'm not a liar! I'll rather get burnt down, killed in a fire! Then to deal with life it's not my desire.