The Kid.

Poem by: Goodkidd

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Submitted: January 18, 2013

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(chapter one)
 
He ran. 
 
He ran from everyone.
 
And everything.
 
He didn’t want to go back,
 
He was push into madness
 
And his own insane head.
 
To where he felt worthless 
 
And just not good enough,
 
For no one.
 
What did make him want to live?
 
Music.
Family.
The boy in his English class.
 
How his heart race when him and the boy met eyes.
 
-beat, beat,beat- went his heart. 
 
He knew he should be grateful for his life. 
 
But he felt so fucken crazy, 
With the war going on in his head. 
 
And his friends, like him, were bipolar crazy, 
With there drama, and yelling, and fighting. 
 
He hated the fact that without them 
He would be a loner. 
No one would hang out with him.
 
He was bad news, the kid. 
for the mistakes he made. 
for the stuff he did. all of what he done is his fault. 
but he wish he could go back and change. 
but he could only say "sorry"
and try to be a kid. but then a kid in this day and age is adult already......


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The Kid.

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