In the bottom of the eighth
280lbs 12 years arthritis in my ankle
This bullying is more than I could handle
A kid bested by his fellow man
In the last year of my time
Thought I was just doing okay
Failing everything special needs I guess
Don't feel special what do I know
My brain is broken
On medication
The pills they fill me with thrills
My friends told me their bad
I said the chemicals or the people I see when I take them
Oh yes
I had a life already
I've lived far enough
I've been dosed far to much
Bottom of the 9th is hell
3000 miles, 310 pounds and in a ghetto
The city never felt so good yet it smells
You can buy pizza round 24 hours
Socializing was quite alien
Spoke well to dictated to be liked
Took my time cared to much so
Wound up on my ass outside
Ohh yes
I've lived life already
15 years I've had enough
Where's the lysergic I may digest
Half past 10 popular because
2000 miles, breakup, disowned a lot
Have I ever mentioned to you caleb
90% of my time with you is hell
New friends center of attention
All eyes on me making me so blind
Never wanted more just to die
Depression isn't real shut up
Ohh yes
I've lived life already
16 years of bullshit just end it
I've waited all these years, lets not waste a second
Noon and I think I'm fine
100 miles, 7 months, 1 girl all my time
Going off to get smart or to be
The prime example of what I could be
Maybe I'll die before I see the next
Curveball I was fat never picked for sport
Lost the 140 lbs drowing on my sholders
No friends but I'm used to living along
Oh yes
I've lived life already
But through all the crazy things
Whst more does life have in store for me
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Poem Journal
PoetryThis is a work of fiction. There are some dark things here. There are some light things here. But most of all, there are realistic things here.
