every day I slow down.
at the end of every day I have a frown.
doctors say Im depressed.
i think im just racially oppressed.
People say im truly gifted
I think my spirit is just lifted.
I dont pay attention in class.
i just stare at my water glass.
I been like this for years.
I hold back tears.
Im only 13.
throwing my life away.
Without a say.
They try to give me help.
I feel like a dog and all i do is bark and yelp.
I want to make my family proud.
I want them to stand up and see them clap loud.
I do, i really do.
But i never think things through.
Ever since I was born my father wanted me to be the best.
Better than the rest.
I have wanted to quit.
But I wait and sit.
Waiting for a light.
Something that will shine bright.
but until then.
Im just another poet.
Im the one who wrote it.