My diary

We die young,cause we live to fast so imma let you read my diary take a look in to my eyes and you;ll see what the pain the ghetto life brings take a journey through my soul and lets roll down the streets of reality they tell me to slow down cause I'm living life to fast but see they don't know who wants to ride wit me i know it ain't much but its a piece of my life my diary a piece of me....

i know its not a poem but its just how i feel i just wanna get out the ghetto....