Site Counter: 10481 | Home | Login | Guestbook
[ PoetryVista ] URL: http://www.poetryvista.com/joy
 
life as a Kid is chilly enough, then you're infront of the mirror to find you are now a teen. Talk about life has gotten quite rough, thoughts and actions of others you love, have gotten quite mean.

Trying to run as fast as I can go. to find I'm moving quite too slow. Striving to survive this world in the midst of the hood. To find I'm only too many times, misunderstood! Going to school, and struggling with grades, to find My friends are doing drugs, and dying with aids.

What is happening to all the fun things a kid was suppose to do? No punishment or discipline at all for breaking the rules. They are much too busy and out of fear,they look the other way, as if we're not here. Then one more takes his or her life by a pill or a deadly gun. Kids are crying and dying because we're not allowed to have any fun.

Then the adults whisper in the many words they say. " We gave them much too bare to early when all they needed to do was to play." So, the world keeps spinning as well as our heads. Growing up in this world today, is what we all dread.

So, we're left playing Nintendo's, and wearing our head jammers too. cause once being ignored daily, it's now, what gets us all through; the GROWING YEARS!!!!!