Im not

A Poem by Shelby Taylor

okay so i love this i put it on all my about mes

i'm not good at meeting new people.
they always want something, cigarettes, gas money, lighters, drugs.
i have nothing to offer these people.
not a smile, not a wink.
i've got pills but they're mine.
i've got thoughts and dreams but no one wants to
listen and i haven't got a journal worth reading.
not even a page worth saving.
i have nothing on my vest.
no badge of honor to display. no trophies.
no family trips to brag about.
no selfish habits to feed upon.
i'm not depenedant on chemicals or pleasures.
i'm not using anyone for anything.
i'm not going to pay you to be my f*****g friend!!
Remember When- Getting High meant on a swing at the play ground.
The worst thing you could get from boys were cooties.
Mommy was your hero & you were going to marry someone just like daddy.
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Race issues were who ran fastest
war was just a card game
Life was simple & carefree;
But what I remember was wanting to grow up;
& Now all I want is to go back to the times...
Friends didn't lie to you;
&& the worst thing anyone ever called you was a meanie.
Remember when you were judged on how nice your clothes were;
&& how you only wanted to hear "I love you." from
your mommy?
Well Things change
[Because Now] Friends Barely tell you the truth,
Girls & Boys will call you a ton of things that will make you want to break down & cry.
Now you're judged on how expensive your clothes are,
&& you would give up every single time your mom
told you how she loved you,
just to hear him say it once....