WriteA Poem by JasonThis is part of the reason why I write.
And so I start to write Whether I’m wrong or right Just one step to enjoy my life I’m trying for something more, Than getting high like a kite Everyday for a troubled mind, Is like a 12 round fight. But most times I could care Less if I win I often pray for my knock out To turn out my lights. But it never happens, So I guess my prayers aren’t right. Why does the world seem so bleak If the future is so bright? There’s only one way For me to keep my sanity And so I start to write. © 2009 Jason |
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1 Review Added on January 9, 2009 AuthorJasonPhiladelphia, PAAboutIm 25 from the 2.ONE.5 (Philadelphia). One of the many shades of "black" comprise the color of my skin. No kids No woman, just really good friends. Ok the top part of my Bio was when I didn't think.. more..Writing
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