Poem

Used To Be

I used to be upset about the mind I had,

Always treated different by my mom and my dad,

Always thinking God really messed up bad,

Wired like a freak – Always getting mad.

 

I used to be upset about the mind I given, 

But now I saw how it helped me be more driven,

Trying to make the most of the life I was livin’,

Just gotta work hard – the world is not forgivin’. 

 

This poem is property of it’s owner. Please use with permission. Written by M. Wright. Email admin@iammwright.com to request to use this poem. (Please feel free to share on your blogs!)

 

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