I don't want to be a killer
To think that I always destroy
Of God's nature
I'm such a failure,
Always thought I was the shit 'till my brother was murdered
Over a pair of shoes
I dropped out of school
Thinking it was cool
I followed everyone's example
SWAG
Now I'm lost
Broke, got a girl pregnant and without a job
Now I realize that what I did was wrong
Never was a gangster until I grabbed away at the Glock
Never was a thug until I fucking was caught
Never was a killer until someone ended up getting shot
Now I will try to stop
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Depressing Rounds
PoetryWell as it seems life is a terrible burden yet it also is a great present. In Depressing Rounds I tried to encap life moments (good and... mostly bad) into a series of poems. When I first started writing this I intended to just make a series of Depr...
