Will you ever learn?
That life is not a game, you never took it seriously,
And yet you have only yourself to blame,
Look what you've done to yourself
I know at some point you were a good kid, yet you changed so quickly, now look what you did,
You gave up on your family, your mom and your sister,
That might have to grow up without you, is that something you ever considered.
You threw your life away because you didn't feel free,
I guess a Delinquet is something you'll always be.
You took advantage of a good thing, when it was something that was given it can not be took,
Your mom is not going to always be there to help you hand and foot,
She's done nothing but try to keep you out of harms way,
And yet you look at life like its all fun and play,
But hopefully one day you will learn,
Help and Hope is not giving, its something you earn.
I hope for the best of you, you might look at life and say "Even with all the stuff I did my mom didn't give up on me because she was always right "
(p.s. this is my first poem, please tell me what you think)
