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Friday, February 16, 2007

One Mic

I step to the mic
Shittin bricks
Feelin sick
Contemplating
Turning around
Leaving town
Getting down
Cause truth is
I knew it
I couldn’t do it
I feel stupid
Thinkin I could be different
Ended up bein the same
Losin the game
Seachin for fame
On this journey of truth
I was lost
Paths of wisdom and love crossed
Sometimes I think
Do I go left instead of right
Give up or do I fight
Show em up just for spite
They said I couldn’t do it
But I knew it
Negative energy stay away
I got something to say

MzP

co.Katman.2007

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

From one poet to another.. Your poems are tight. Keep it up.