My poem....once upon time...

one upon time there was a lil kid..that got used 2 believe in everyone around cuz of his good intention and he never
fell someone down cuz all he cares about is make others feel so real and never make them near the drear
he always try 2 hear his own voice but wat he always feel is so wierd he can't explain how does it feel when
his fears dominate his own mind and when his tears fill up his own eyes...when the sun in his world never rise
when he sees the life as a booring surprize ...and everything beautiful he never finds it nice..he sees his life
like a video tape when it ends it rolles back at the begining of the same tape ..he loves his own self and he hates
everyone else...he always has a dark nighmares..but he wakes up and live like he don't care...this is aint fair ..
he always wish the death and wish to go to the grave ..cuz he can't do nothin in life but a bad behave..everyone is yelling
everyone scream ..in life in death and in his own dream...he wish he just burn and turn ito steam ...and everyone around him
join him in his team ..and I believe if I'm talkin about someone then I'm talkin about me yea M O H A M M A D..
technically I'm A man but my spirit like a can u can fill it with the hate and u can fill it with a brand..new life new
feels new reals new tears and new mind but with time u'll realize I'm nothin but an angel but a devil but a satan.
yea I'm crazy and my soul z a mix it has no mercy it has no love but it has alot of flex..I'm so confused from being refused.. I look at the sky..
but the crying clouds that I suppose 2 c I c 'em dry...why? is it lie that life ends up when I die..right why I never
find the answer and honestly I never tryed..

Peace

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its really great to read keep it
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Thank you to the story I enjoyed very beautiful
Baqrotha
My answer to yourself