Ballad Of a P.O.S

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  • I cant stand this,
  • I cant understand how you could be so ungrateful,
  • everything you have is handed to you on a silver platter,
  • You're just angry because you just dont matter,
  • You make your own blood splatter and blame everyone else,
  • You should feel so much shame but instead all you do is complain,
  • You had so much to gain,
  • You threw it all away, you dont know real pain,
  • I dont believe a word you say because i know you'll never be real,
  • You're a stain,
  • your a strain on my head,
  • You say you wish you where dead,
  • You think your the only one to feel this kind of dread,
  • Instead of thanking them for all that you have you see all red and chose hate,
  • You create all that you fear, i shed not one tear for you no, because your a selfish prick,
  • You sit and lay in dirt and watch time tick away slow,
  • You dont know what hurt really is,
  • All i hear from you is that its hers, its my, its his fualt,
  • Your existance is an insult to all that suffer and die,
  • You sit and cry,
  • You say you wanna die,
  • Your so high on yourself that your lost,
  • You cost your own future so buck up,
  • Luck up,
  • Shut the fuck up because your not stuck because of anyone no, its all you,
  • You make me wanna break my own fuckin head,
  • You take away all of my energy every time you bitch,
  • You're better off burried in a ditch because you could never be worried to get the fuck up and try, no instead you sit down and cry like a child,
  • You give me more than a headache thats mild,
  • Your accusations of me are wild and lack logic,
  • I came back from nothing and you chose to lose it all and drown in the black,
  • Track this all back to yourself and think,
  • that is if you're capable of any thought,
  • I fought my whole life,
  • You say you wanna die because of all this strife,
  • So show me that your lifes that bad and pick up the knife and die, dont fucking lie anymore,
  • I dont believe it like before,
  • Do it because i know you more,
  • To your core,
  • You're nothing but ungrateful and a waste,
  • Tell me do your words have a nasty taste?
  • You've never faced a single issue in your pointless life,
  • You've forever paced yourself, re traced yourself to fail and i just dont care,
  • You live a dream, i live a nightmare,
  • You say its not fair,
  • I dont care,
  • nobodys gonna care about you anymore no matter how big the fit you throw,
  • Just know that you're a piece of shit,
  • Author: XXX (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 8th, 2017 01:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: A rough draft that I wrote along time ago in the style of rap about the people that I know that have they life handed to them and blame everyone else for their pain and then go on to fake feeling suicidal to grasp some attention. Its explicit and possibly offensive but I dont sugar coat truth. - inspired by Hit em up by Tupac Shakur.
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Comments1

  • burning-embers

    So high on yourself that your lost - what a wicked line. I love this, really strong, never really been into rap but i was doing my best in my head with its pace. You pack so much punch and power, no sloppy sluicey sentiments. Excellent

    • Xxxplicit

      Thanks Homie I'm glad you like it and can feel the intensity!



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