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Array ( [sid] => 42975 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => All I Want [time] => 2004-04-12 21:53:31 [hometext] => sometimes you jsut gotta write and get some things off your chest [bodytext] => Sometimes I wish
For my former life
Where I
Creped, hustled
And dealt every night
Cause life was simple
And I didn’t have any cares
Now…
***** it…
Life ain’t fair
I used to throw a gang sign
And did what I had to do
Just to live another day
I drove fast
To get to the spot on time
I used to spend
Every Friday night
With a different girl
If she wasn’t different
Then I was definitely
Sleeping with her
I made more money
In an hour
Than my dad made in a week
I’d give anything
To go back to those streets
Why did I
Get outta the hood
Life wasn’t good
But I couldn’t complain
Never before
Have I ever felt such drain
Till now...
On my will to live
I’ve held someone
When they died
I’ve made someone’s
Mama cry
I’ve succumbed
To the flesh
And it’s desires
I’ve been caught
In hateful crossfire
I joined a gang
When I was 15
Eventually I fulfilled
All of my street dreams
I lived through this
To live a life
That ain’t going well
Somewhere between
Now and then
I took my issues
And wrote them out
With a pen
I went from
The white kid
Hanging out with the thugs
To the depressed kid
Desperately in love
Poetry was my way to escape
Why couldn’t I see my heart
Placed on these I stakes
I’ve been in love
And felt the pain of heartbreak
I’ve seen love
From the outside looking in
I’ve sat and waited
For true love to begin
And I’m beginning to think
Love will never find me
So I look at my life
And wonder why I’m here
Why won’t I be satisfied
Till I dry all her tears
Sometimes I wish
I had died
That I hadn’t survived
That horrific night
Cause all I want is one girl
To love for the rest of my life

© Wayne Wende

[comments] => 2 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 22 [informant] => swiftsouljah [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
All I Want

Contributed by swiftsouljah on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 09:53:31 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Sometimes I wish
For my former life
Where I
Creped, hustled
And dealt every night
Cause life was simple
And I didn’t have any cares
Now…
***** it…
Life ain’t fair
I used to throw a gang sign
And did what I had to do
Just to live another day
I drove fast
To get to the spot on time
I used to spend
Every Friday night
With a different girl
If she wasn’t different
Then I was definitely
Sleeping with her
I made more money
In an hour
Than my dad made in a week
I’d give anything
To go back to those streets
Why did I
Get outta the hood
Life wasn’t good
But I couldn’t complain
Never before
Have I ever felt such drain
Till now...
On my will to live
I’ve held someone
When they died
I’ve made someone’s
Mama cry
I’ve succumbed
To the flesh
And it’s desires
I’ve been caught
In hateful crossfire
I joined a gang
When I was 15
Eventually I fulfilled
All of my street dreams
I lived through this
To live a life
That ain’t going well
Somewhere between
Now and then
I took my issues
And wrote them out
With a pen
I went from
The white kid
Hanging out with the thugs
To the depressed kid
Desperately in love
Poetry was my way to escape
Why couldn’t I see my heart
Placed on these I stakes
I’ve been in love
And felt the pain of heartbreak
I’ve seen love
From the outside looking in
I’ve sat and waited
For true love to begin
And I’m beginning to think
Love will never find me
So I look at my life
And wonder why I’m here
Why won’t I be satisfied
Till I dry all her tears
Sometimes I wish
I had died
That I hadn’t survived
That horrific night
Cause all I want is one girl
To love for the rest of my life

© Wayne Wende





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Re: All I Want (User Rating: 1 )
by xoblondiebabix3 on Monday, 12th April 2004 @ 10:37:10 PM AEST
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this is such a strong poem.. i could really see what your going through
awesome job!
*XoXoXo*


Re: All I Want (User Rating: 1 )
by holderofthestone on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 08:08:54 PM AEST
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really enjoyed reading this i could feel your strugles you have gobe through. glad it wasnt you who was hurt...




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