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Being Lonely Aint Real

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Lonley isnt real-

With over two billion people in this world

 Its really how you feel

With your head down eyes closed back curled

Arms around your knees saying "I just want you close" like noone  Alicia Keys.....

Lonely is like being in a room wih your friends

Buit they treat you like a trend

The fashion that is in is what you used to be

Now your fashion trend is out is what you used to see

That was in them that made you put them on cause thats that Polo

While ya' was in the car rapping drake sangin' yolo

But now you riding solo, solo

So low we know, you aint riding

Right now your in the room seems like your the only one hiding......

Friends diasppear like smokey the bear that poofs, is what Wayne said when he smokes but is that the truth?

Na im just saying how we feel

Its not I cause i know sitting at home on kik using wifI

Talking to a crazy person you think is your match

But they might use you fry you up like ya' just another batch-

Of fries, and they put ketchup on it

Which is why he about to pawn it

Wait wait! you a batch of fries with tomato juice he cant sell that

So you must just be another playback

The one song one guy or girl used to play

Then sometimes put you in the player and think about the way-

How sweet you are how nice you sound and wish you were around

But  naa that your ex-friend in the car listening to how YOU made it in the world this far

On the radio station for winning this signing autographs automatically

But i dont think wayne was right we dont just poof cause it aint magically...

You know what? when your feet are in these lonely sneakers,

While you at the football game in the corner of the bleachers

Nobody by your side except the coaches and the teachers,

Hold out your hand be a a reacher-

Like this i reach for you you reach for me

So its not Solo After all

Its just someone in your shoes looking for the played out Over all-

The other players with the thee Hunna maxes,

May be in the air but You the onlyBaller making Baskets!!!

BY DESIREE M. WALTERS

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COMMENTS

 

love_supreme says:

This poem is real.
 

SmurpheeeMajor says:

The Truth

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