Lived my life in the slums of NY
Never really cared, never really cried,
Didn't see a reason, needed a reason why....
Didn't really care when my own parents died
Yeah I didn't really care when my own parents died....
Ran away with my parents still warm on the floor;
Didn't want to stay in that place anymore
This was the first thing in life of which I was really sure-
Didn't want to stay in that place any more
Yeah I didn't want to stay in that place any more.....
Met a girl and liked her, moved into her place
Said she loved me plenty, wasn't just a pretty face
But then she told me she was pregnant, another of my race
Didn't want responsibility, so that night I left that place
Yeah didn't want responsiblity, so that night I left that place...
Walking along the sludge-covered street
Hoping noone I knew I would meet
Dragging myself along with quickly numbing feet
Tasted the air, and it smelled of defeat
Yeah I tasted the air and it smelled of defeat....
Stumbled and fell over a rock I didn't see
Stood and looked down at the water, reflecting
Stared at that person, but could it really be?
Could that filthy, lying person looking up, could it be me?
Could that filthy, lying person looking up, could it really be me?
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Written July 18th, 2005
A contest entry
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300 points, ended July 27, 2005, 11 entries
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Very well written.
I like this a lot, New York is one of my favorite places, I have a lot of family there, this poem gave me another way to look at N.Y. Also, makes me wan to write from someone else's point of view. Quite inspiring. -
I like this, even though it is a poem it is also a story. Great job with putting that together. The last few lines were very powerful and the title of the poem itself really brought it together.
Best of luck and God bless -
A great story and a good rhythm and refrain! (Noone is two words)... I'm going to read it again... be right back... and powerful! Nice job here!
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