Life

Let me tell you something about this thing called life

Every Night there's always a fight

From drugs to gangs

Loud screams then bangs

Cops coming when they feel like

Will this world ever be right?

No, because they don't know who

To blame

HaHA!! Talking about it drives me insane

Rapists, Molesters, even the kidnappers

Ever wonder what they do with their lives after

Peer pressure Temptations even Desire

Puts you in hell burning in fire

Then you realize the world is a liar

Now doesn't that give you something to cry for?

Here come the Prostitutes and the strippers

Just looking for someone to tip her

No respect for their body

No reason to be proud

Either dead or alive

They jus' want to be found

Young teenagers looking for love in all the wrong places

Hating when it backfire in their faces

Taking this love thing as a game

Noticing that they all act the same

Now, You See ME… I'm living that confusing life

Not always wrong and not always right

But I forgive the things that are wrong

Because I don't know when I'll be gone

Hey I'm living and that's alright

This is the thing I call life

By Chaunel [a teenage survivior]
Homeroom 300

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