Sunday, May 27, 2012

Untitled Poem #2

Life's a struggle
Everyone tryna make it
Some work hard and fail
Some make it
Others fake it, like they made it
Act like they real
But they real actors
Some act like they'd kill, but it wont happen.
The haters they like a sneeze.
So bless them, and wish them well.
They hating 
So they must not feel good about themselves.

Poor Lost Souls .

Poor lost souls 
Caught up in personas & gimmicks 
Characters & actors 
No script 
Just loose lips and empty pockets 
Superman lovers big gang banging . on suckas 
Quick to pull heat 
But you a undercover brother 
Not talking eddie griffin 
More like gangstalicious 
Caught in the limelight 
Never polished your grind 
So it won't shine right 
Poor lost souls.