Poem -

Thats life

Lost but found
quiet with loud sound
my minds working
but my word remain un noun
get it?
yea me either 
feel great with a fever
working working working
but The money remains a secret
what the fuck are we doing
is the world doing the screwing
or is it just us 
doing just what we’re doing
..that’s life
like the song
always right but feel wrong
so crazy how we judge
people we never known
i close my eyes and I watch myself screaming my fucking head off 
then I go to work smile
and work all day long 
what can I get you
what do you need
i put a bandaid on
but still I bleed
thats life
get up stop crying
there ain’t no time for whining!
this generation is soft 
no ass whooping
not taking no lost
bullying because I said yo mama
shit when I was in school I’d follow
up with a yo mom so fat
what are thoseeeee
we never wore that 
I go by them???
is that a trend?
don’t get mad at me I’m a lesbian but I’m never a him!
rents high
eggs are higher 
Coke used to make you dance
now your dying 
that’s life
its not fun anymore
i I mean don’t do drugs
and if your them it or him shit
id respect you if you’d say your a rug.
thats life 
a fucking game a joke 
these kids turned it to shame
and if you don’t like what I said
hey take a joke 
my fault I’m sorry I’m canceled because I’m 2025 we don’t play these games
thats lifeeeee!!!!!

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