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My Childhood Dreams

Jigzaw pieces of puzzles confusions

I feel like OJ without the murders of humans

Once a great athlete for those to look up to

Now sitting low waiting for death to approach you

The guns of the young strapped like security blankets

Mistermeanor crimes combat those without turrets

Who cares how I spell as long as the messages true

You college bound guppy get your degree in the area of fool

As you waist time deciding in life "what am I to do"

I wouldve got a head start in life shining shoes

Living up to the reputation that comes with skin color

I thought based on society life would come easier

Only to find the true meaning of hard work is killing me

I gave up on what used to be my childhood dream

To rule the world with my energy and natural plea

Now I am drawing the lines on my wrist to cut it free

As life chuckled and took care of my false pride

Lovely errands of work got lost like my tribe

The dreams of many go wasted when you grow up

Find out life is tougher than Dr.Zuess promised us

For Green Eggs and Ham must be a fairytale

I found out when they served the same siht for food in jail

As I scribbled the days left to serve on the wall

I read that Superman in 1993 finally did fall

Even the one who could stop a speeding bullet died

Whats that to say about me and my constant crys

I guess I better give up on my childish dreams

To free the world of racism and polluted screams

I better get back to work somebody just threw up

Hopefully they leave a tip so I can save it up

And pay for my child to go college like you

Maybe his dreams wont crash hard as mine did so true

Copyright © Penn Kname | Year Posted 2006

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