ART + LIFE
Why do you hurt me?
Why do you hurt me?
I try to be nice,
and I try not to waste,
when we're here or there.
It feels great,
when you take me
to those shows.
And it feels even more greater ,
when I win a trophy,
for me and especially for you.
When I first started winning,
you took care of me,
like an everlasting toy.
Because I was always there for you.
Colors of fixing everywhere,
and cruisings at 10 M.PH.
Watching you whistle,
at them other girls,
made me kinda jealous.
But I knew you loved me,
because I loved you too.
But ever since she came along,
you've stopped the care for me,
Like though,
I had never existed before.
I wrote this a long time ago. When I saw my first Lowrider show. My original has a lowrider truck with a girls face in tears traced in the background of my poem.
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its really good and deep
PEACHGIRL4
2007-10-25 19:25:08
thats deep!!
DARKMISFIT
2007-10-11 13:17:27
wow this is relllli good!!!
RICANBABE93
2007-10-11 03:49:31