My Life
Struggles through my life
Contains blood, sweat, and tears
Nobody knows what I see
Nobody knows what I hear
Grew up with a strong family
Now we are fallin apart
Now I stand alone
In a shadow without no love
Without no help just struggling on my own
I sit on my knees
Begging god please
I sit here in my room
Just frustrated
And confused
Not knowing what to do
Being played like a fool
Smile now, cry later
Tryin to hide my pain
All I think about Homie is material things
This is my life Homie
My everyday life
its a good poem made me wnt to cry
hey!!
i hope you do one day become a rapper!!
i really like your poem ! i think you really did express yourself and in a way i understand where you coming from!
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THIS WAS A VERY SAD STORY
I LOVE THIS POEM!!!!!!!!<3 =)
yo dude that was deep and cool it was like crazy
Guillermo,
Wow, what a very powerful poem. I love your use of repetition of “nobody knows” and “Homie” and your image of “blood, sweat, and tears.” Your phrase
“being played like a fool” has a lot of possible meanings–a girl, the universe, the god you beg please, your family–all or some of these are playing you like a fool? In any case, a great way to dramatize and express the hopeless feeling we all sometimes have that we are alone. Very mature subject. Thank you for your work and your help launching the zine! Best, Peggy Jenkins, GEAR UP Writing Specialist
Guillermo your a great writer. Everytime I read one of your poems that you let me read I like them, like I said your a great poet. I do hope you become a rapper someday, I think I would actually buy your CD’s =] lol…
Dang dawg who knew you had so much bottled inside. Thats deep just keep on moving forward. peace out.