here is a poem i wrote for english yesterday:
Life for many
its late at night
this is when it hurtsthe most or some call it the bite
she cries softly making sure her dad isn't waked
her sleeping dad who aslo came home fully baked
life is hard for her
she comes hometo her one room shack
and her mom is shooting up in the back
she has to be tough
even though her life is rough
she puts on a smile when in school
she often has no money for lunch
so she goes without eatin'
and always looks all tired and beatin'
her friends are clueless
to what goes on in her home
they can hardly afford a comb
her showers are always cold
but shes very bold
she knows when she is grow
her kids will live differnet
a good life no matter how little they had
they would not be raised bad
as she is being raised
to raise a good kid is
ensuring the future to be good.....
