• i got this P.O.P
    Chug it down
    smile upside down
    consider it a frown
    smile like a clown
    but shattered half my face
    another taste
    left in my mouth
    gimme a lisp "theres no time to pouth"
    but i dont even try to be happy
    i get lippy then tru smile n my day crappy
    talk in words of a hippy yet im not sappy
    or sassy
    im emotionally disturbed
    gimme another word
    people of the past i cant help but notice their symbol
    i once felt so humble
    but now ill mumble and cross my arms
    as i pass harms way
    to make sure others around me are okay
    and im not allowed to say
    everything will be okay
    because i was proven wrong awhile ago
    when i had no choice but to let go
    suicide is common in a bad life
    its like the worlds generation is some kinda genocide
    others just run and hide
    others have already died
    some left and cried
    others had lied
    and pried into the mind
    of those so kind
    and blindsided the blind
    until they find
    a way to unwind
    acting like an enemy battle hind
    words are sprayed
    wish they stayed
    instead they played
    said that theyre fine
    i felt a little shine
    And trusted em
    believed in em
    went on without em
    in in thought
    but they never fought
    they gave up
    left my cup of tears
    on the counter and didnt count the years we had together
    then as a feather their soul drifted in the wind without me
    ascending further than anyone can see
    both he and she are gone now
    how?
    my stupidity
    to look at reality
    and so quickly wanted to help others in need of me