Get Your Premium Membership

Don'T Paces Blame

Get your information from the game and don't places blame, as I walk this street doing the same thing, you put me in this silly game, I left this mess trying to be the best and all I get is blame for the color of black and white running me down in the ground, that I know I won't be found, so why kill when you ain't for real but you take my pride and walk on by with a shady look with out saying good bye. you kick me down on this bad ground, part of this life is all I know. once I had a life of gold with a honey on my side, now she is saying good bye.she run away with a dude that I once new don't places blame on the game. all I can say is don't places blame, don't let the black and white come back do your thing and be the best better then the rest. so my friend don't place's blame because I walk away from this game.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things