I just want to feel wanted
For that feeling a villain I became
Did some evil shit so niggas would know I wasn't lame
Dip my dick in these hoes thinking if I hit it
the dick gon be so good they gonna ask me not to quit it
read the description of what niggas wanted to see
and like a self-destructive puzzle piece I fit it
Being picked first for anything is a feeling I'm unfamiliar with
being a great lier seems to be my best gift
once it found out from my feelings of loneliness and guilt I drift
cause staying too near to those the reason I pulled the strap on myself
scared for people to know the truth I can't ask for help
checking up on my exes to make sure they miss me
tryna pretend a girl I destroyed would ever miss me
I act up and flash out to bring attention to myself
I say I hate the world but i reflect the actions I say I hate the most
Thinking about a second, try getting tired of life
niggas ignore me bitches too I guess I'm a ghost
even when I'm high death is what I crave the most
with each day I wake up I know my grave is close
If your reading this it probably means I committed
if you don't understand keep reading and ill be your host
- Author: gscrytoo ( Offline)
- Published: November 28th, 2017 23:35
- Comment from author about the poem: i havent yet im in a better place then when i wrote this at first
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 43
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