The Way Life Is Suppose To Be?

Is this the way my
life is suppose to be

I am I suppose to sit and
reminise on him

why when I remember 
him all I can do is smile

when I see him, my lips 
want to go to his

Why after months am still
willing to say he's mine

when people ask who's your boy
I want to mention his name 

Is this the way my life 
is suppose to be 

Why when something goes 
good someone has to put bad

why when i do something 
right they find away to make it 
wrong

am I suppose to feel alone
and unwanted

am I suppose to sit on the 
sidelines and smile

Is this the way life is suppose 
to be

When when somethings wrong
I think it's something with me

When they dont talk to me
why do I smile and walk away

How come I can't have
a best friend who I 
spend everyday wit
one who listen and things
to do

Is this the way my life is
suppose to be

Why can't I have control 
of my life

why does my dad hang over my hear 
that I'm not his

why when my grades are great
something comes along to make 
them slip

Why do I have to cover a weak
personality with a hard image

why when I've found Jesus 
I Can't pray
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Brown Avatar
December 17, 2009 at 4:24 PM
Thank you for sharing your outstanding poetry with us today Rachel. I enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol
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December 17, 2009 at 12:30 PM
Great expression in your poem, you CAN have, be, do, anything in life you wish, its hard, but if you put your mind into it, you will succeed! Take a look at my poem Your Soul And Your Spirit Is Really You, my poetry, is about power of the mind,have a read, I'm sure you'll be inspired, love Simone
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