"Me"

Sparkles
Langston Middle School


Me.
This is me.
Hard life living
Tears dripping like rain falling
Through the ceiling.
Me.
Life on the edge
Deadbeat dad, while Mom’s
Struggling and hustling.
Family died, pain inside
While we live there on the 
Outside. 
Around marijuana and beers,
Have seen it plenty of years.
Me.
From perms and crashed cars,
Turkeys and bars,
Beaten Mom while Dad’s
Long and gone.
Me. 
From St. Louis,
Where death wishes come true,
Bones,
Misunderstood people,
Earthquakes,
Tornadoes,
Where nothing is impossible.
Me.
Pain and struggle.
Hate and hustle.
Ghetto family…
No dad, no help from him
All he thinks about
Is beer and a cup full of gin.
I should throw a book at him, 
‘Cause I hate him so much that it
Burns when I look at him.
Me.
All we got, all we got
Is my mom, and she never gave up.
But despite all of his wrongdoings,
At the end there’s always something good that comes my way.
Dark light, bright light, red light, green light.
Stop sign, never mind.
I love my life, it’s just fine.
Me.
The one that always smiles
And never looks at the ground.
The one who never lets her past interfere with her future.
The one who has positive thoughts and is proud to walk.
Me.
Am I ashamed? Do I wake up in the morning and always feel this way?
Me.
Nothing but dreams and fear.
But who cares? I’m alive
And still here.