Life
I’ma live what I speak
Hang where I eat
S*** real in da city
N****s getting smoked for weed
and baby mother getting killed
cause they want to leave a n****
I’m tryna know if my girl love me or not
cause I’m selling weed and driving cars and toting a Glock
I had a dream to be a real gangster
and make it to the top
but I came to jail and got a DC number
and now my a** on lock
I pray for a good wife kids and mansions
but I’m afraid my future
is life in a casket
and some people say s*** happen
but it’s not just
my mother ask me do I wanna die
I said not just yet
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Dear “Life” Author,
Your poem hit me hard. The way you describe your life as raw as it is and being honest about it really pulled me in. When you say, “I’m tryna know if my girl love me or not,” it shows how much uncertainty you have with other people, even while living a tough life. It’s easy to think someone in your world has everything figured out, but you show that even in the middle of it, you’re always looking for something real and genuine. The line “I pray for a good wife, kids and mansions” showed me that no matter how tough things get, there’s still a part of you that dreams of something better. But when you follow it with “I’m afraid my future is life in a casket,” it makes me think about how hard it must be to feel like your dreams might be slipping away. At the end, when your mom asks if you want to die and you say “not just yet,” That moment stuck with me. You’ve shown what it feels like to be stuck between hope and sadness, and it’s not easy to do or overcome it. Thank you for sharing this part of your story. I hope you keep writing and keep living what you speak.
EJ