A very brief poem from the perspective of a college student who is homesick and not ready to go into the real world quite yet. View table of contents...

Submitted: May 23, 2008    Reads: 26    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Life comes at you fast

Just when you think it’s all good

You turn around and see who

Chillin’ under that black hood

 

Seems like yesterday you were home

Under Momma’s care

And now you’re on your own

Only money for food, mind is not right, it’s not fair

 

It’s just party after party

All worries are gone

If life feels so right,

Why is it so wrong?

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