By Alonso
Some may say my life was hard
That is why they stay on guard
They shoot their glares
Thinking why does he stare
They sit down and pretend to talk
While I’d rather just walk
They brand me with insanity
While I take their profanity
Their lies are only cries
Sometimes I really hate life
But I refuse to take the knife
My brother and sister think they’re
great
But they only make me feel hate
The man I once called dad
Only makes me feel mad
I am the families’ black sheep
Not theirs to keep
Still others say I’m bright
And that is
What continues my flight
Alonso I really like how you expressed yourselve like when you said they label you, you still take things from them.
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