A 17 year old confused, shes been abuse... by her friends and those who say they love her. But do they? Shes unsure if anythings good anymore...
Smoking, teasing, stealing, sneezing. Peer pressure when i'm on a down low, everything but a hoe. You know... Breezy on the horizon of this mad land, its no bad land. But in my hand, I see a life wasting, its being pulled down the sink or strangled in an alleyway. Its being taken for granted, when everyone else is in the sky. They're high. Every second shes on guard, but every other minute shes got it hard. A smack in the leg, or a slap on her cheek. Shes ashamed of what her life will now be. Drinking, running, sleeping, humming. Nothing precious but a guy she once knew, hes changed now... and never sees her like he used too, maybe it was her. And her friends told her "No!" Or maybe she just grew up to be a hoe. Like the rest of them are. But its not like that, she tells herself. Its them and not me, i'm never gonna be like I used to be every other week. When I got high and dreamed of a better place to fly. But in this world, I'd prefer to be me than to pretend to be someone within a dream within a dream.
"But in this world, I'd prefer to be me than to pretend to be someone within a dream within a dream."
Better to be real and seek real dreams. Can't allow the world to control your journey. I like your thoughts and the strong ending. A excellent poem.
Coyote
Many lives are wasted as a result of worshiping pleasure. Seeking intense experiences, one can be caught in a self-destructive downward spiral. To avoid that, we need to seek good association among people who have better moral standards. It sounds preachy, but it's true. Sleep with dogs and you get fleas. And we can make better choices in life. You just have to know where to look. Your poem highlights the misery and sadness so prevalent today, especially in big cities. You can be your own person and still make wise choices. You paint a vivid picture with your words. Keep writing!
damn...this reminds me of most the girls i went to school with. its sad too see how beautiful girls out themselves down like that. well written and truthful piece
Be you. Don't let others tell you how to live your life or what to do or what not to do. Live as yourself, because you wouldn't be the way you are if it wasn't meant to be.
I adore Writing.
¬¬"Is all we see or seem but a dream within a dream?"
- Edgar Allan Poe
¬¬"To live in the world without becoming aware of the meaning of the world is like wande.. more..