when you look at me
what do you see
do you see a girl
do you even see a human been
do you know how i feel
do you know how you feel
who knows I sure don't
I guess that really doesn't
help me
who are you
who will you become
will you be on the streets
all alone
or in a house a lovely home
will you be brutal and mean
or will you help those in need
I don't know
fourtunes I just don't read
I follow my path
and noone elses
because who would I be
if I did and had things
like everyone else's
who knows who I be
who know what I be
but i'll tell you now
that's just not me
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I am now fiffteen and I love poetry for all that I am worth and I shall be sixteen in May, so I'm pretty excited and I'm ready to get my game on, go Sophmores.
Graduating year of 2012 A.K.A
Ace Duce