Hated At Birth

Nothing left to gain, Nothing left to lose

Life is what you choose

Rebellious criminal your being accused

Your a thief who admits their crimes without an excuse

You hate the fuzz

They think their all tough with all them guns

Sirens go on& on

But by the time they reach your house you'l be gone

Momma says your not worth a dime

Your just a waist of time

Old man can't pay bills, can't take it anymore

Your sister pitches in by working part time as a w***e

Do you dig, or do I need to paint you a picture

They hate me: my mom, my dad& my sister

Ima runaway who moves from place to place

My folks always kick me out cause I take up space

You get locked up& no one bails you out

Its no surprise, you should know this by now

You spend your nights to steal& your mornings to sell

Boy, aint' life swell?

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Life can become so sad and lonely,
environment, surroundings, family and friends can make life good or bad...

I feel for the narrator/you here...

Excellently written

[sivan]

love the rawness and honesty you present

[Dove]

I like the honesty in this piece, the last stanza really caught my attention. You did an excellant job on this poem.

[Coyote Poetry]

Hard way to live in this poem. I like the honest and direct language in this poem. Sometime we must learn from the mistakes of others. I like the ending to the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Nath]

It's beautiful, sad and beautiful. Very touching.
Keep it up! *thumbs up*

[WritersSoul]

hmm, i like this. More like life now, specially down where am living ¬_¬ Anyway, good write :)