Be Something Younger

you wanna be an idiot out on the street yes, lets smoke till we see illusions and die like that one guy the one who did suicide off the side of the street getting off getting really hie what if he was your friend and all you could offer was cold tears running even when you couldn't understand his fears and that guy knew a girl who got raped heard it on the news and saw it videotaped that girl got beat and beat the girl was the guys mom it was his own gang of 6 for 6 he could run nowhere, nothing he could fix a bloodline family all died in one day tears running as i write the poem today and a mistake can last a lifetime somebody i knew was so sweet lovable and kind but somewhere along time things change and shes walking on a thin line against her right the child will die bloodtears cry baby cry she cries her deathfears and sat crying thinking she was dying knowing she was killing her son please ask yourself before you rush in is unprotected sex and drugs worth dying, worth killing a daughter, a son