The Playground... A Reflection In the schoolyard i would play, sometimes i would pray, just for a better day, i looked at what i had in front of my eyes displayed, sometimes i felt betrayed, my anger wouldnt behave, often wondered at an early age, who would be crying when they laid me in the grave....... The schoolyard is where a child is suppose to play, often went to school with hand me downs, shoes so big, felt like a clown, why was life tryin to hold me down, often walked with pain, always walked with a frown, i just want something no one has ever owned Life at early age was hard, i still feel the childhood scars, never tried to reach the stars, i couldnt see them shine, they seemed so far, i was just a lil kid trapped in his mind, no dreams to call upon, just nightmares, truly scared, to much to bare, i looked around, no one really cared...... Today i reflect back at the playground, i still see a lil kid lookin around, his eyes so lost, such a lost cause, i see lil man pulling up his britches, his shirt to large, a future for him seemed so far away, he could see the kids all around, in the playground they played, i pray for that kid still to this day.........
Posted on: Wed, 26 Nov 2014 02:27:38 +0000
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