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Kyla Wilson Poem
sometimes i wonder ,wonder of the small things of this world like the storys never told or the songs never sung i wonder what the world would be like without the fancys things i wonder why lovers dont love each other no more its jusst hate betweeen the two and the bums on the street truned like that some of them were scholars,basketball players,CEOS ,honor students how is this possible? i wonder is just somebodys imagination or just some myth cause this life not real some people take this life for granted and treat it like a price tag this world suppose to be equal but its divided i wonder why the youth so deadly? this world dont care about the youth just other news headline to full a pay check so the youth gets crazy and non-stop drama why was this put together? everything comes and gos in this world nothing ever stays in this society and only socially impaired sometimes (I wonder)of the smallest little things and more but it will always be an issue in my heart sometimes i wonder theres money for wars but not the poors crazy right? is this life good for the heart? wish there wasa cure for all broken hearted hearts what is this cause this world isnt what its suppose to be
Copyright © Kyla Wilson | Year Posted 2016
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Kyla Wilson Poem
you know whats war?two people with fists always wanting to fight but you cant win every battle with a weapon.A real person fights with there hands see money the road to all evilness people should fight for money,scholarships,not that hes mine and she mine. or because you heard your name in somebody mouth thats fan behavior. words are like guns if you say the wrong words its pops off and hits the wrong person if you ignore it it hits the person right back. this world like a mirror its the reflection and am so ignored the comings of this world am disappoined of this youth whats is war? you say baby its what your living and whats makes this world so hard to live fathers fighting to feed thee daughters its toxic,poison to the brain but theres no escape out of this. whats war? its you and your inner self thats war fight in you,not the fights in the streets we got to live by alot of stuff and alot of pain so how bad do you want this war?
Copyright © Kyla Wilson | Year Posted 2016
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Kyla Wilson Poem
love so emotional,whenyour young it vanishs it becimes so much anger why is this happening? why are we falling apart u call it quizs after eight months
I rather be blind....
I rather be quiet.....
I rather be any place but in your heart
tell me why me,was I not pretty enough I told u ill ride fir you you falling and I catch u ill be your research anything u need but maybe it was just me I was being shelfish with my heart and my soul I didint let you in please dont take this the wrong way we cant be friends cause I cant do it alone,and every where I go is memories we had a good thing going but now its to late
I rather be taken...
I rather be sleeping in bed then heart broken instead
I rather be loved from myself
And this is coming from a 16 year old age in love
Copyright © Kyla Wilson | Year Posted 2016
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