These last couple of days,
have been pure hell...

God doesn't give you more then you can handle,
but I really don't think that's the case at all...

Why does it happen
the way that it does...

Another starting over poem i forgot i had.....
I wanna start out new...

She has so much beauty
from the inside out...

My moms my world
Id die for her...

Why does it happen
the way that it does...

I have so much anger
built up inside of me...

I wonder what happens
once we are dead...

The feelings I have
for that special one...

I'm still here waiting
for that special one...

You can call me a gangster
you can call me a thug...