The World((Poem))

WHY?? do you really want to hate??
No,not to me..u sey u wanna die,but death is not ur fate
listen to me...brighten OH PLEASE..
READING ya poems seeing how hurt ya'll be
the cuttin,smokin,drinken,and dien
its to much jus rethink wha your seyin
Your life mite not be all tha good
but luq where i grew up the fucken ghetto the hood
yeah ma life is pretty fine i guess
but dnt want to die dnt even confess
what ur goin thru...therez a reason
your life is like the seasons
it changes from one to another every year
I dnt want chall to live in fear
Put the knife down i say
makin ya self bleed aint good day by day
just please listen to me
u can even talk to me
i prolli went thru everythin
everythin your facen
im here u mite not kno me
but remeber im the girl u can trust
dont be afraid.....but the last thin i an say is

THE WORLD??

whas up with the world these days
the kids n teens cant behave
the crackin jokes...and the hurtful words
the hoes and birds
the cancer sticks and the pills
the drugs and the bottles
the anxeric pretty models
the dieases bein passed around
the new illnesses bein found
the hell ad the heaven
huh,......THE WORLD??

(life is a confusing place,everybody wants to be mad at sumone so they go to god...if you give him all your problems...by know time your life will be changed...you might not beleave n him...im not tellin you too....if you want life to be so much easier...GIVE IT GOD...)