Submissions by NauticaPeay

Life in the hood is something new its indescribable. Growing up we were tough getting laughed at. But its tough when you've lived in the subburbs and seen the cars and rode in the limos. Its just a sight to see, but when you go back to the ghetto, thats when it hits deep. The tears & the sorrow is so unjust when you wanna cry but cant so you decide to cut. And with every cut there is relief its like a high without the weed. I know cutters i was suicidal all because i wanted peace. But then i ask myself will peace be relief for your family too? All there is to say is dont judge its enough...

My grandpa was my world
I'm sure you could relate
And if you can't, cherish you elders
Before its too late

They may get on your nerves
With everything they do
But hell if it was no them
there would be no you

Be careful what you say
Because there last breath could be any day
Not wishing nothing upon you
I'm telling you to just pray

Cherish the good times and
Remember the bad
Because when there dead and gone
I promise you'll laugh

Take care of them
handle them with care
Because like I said before ...

I was sitting alone
In my room
On a bright and sunny day
I close the door
Sit on the floor and tell my family to stay away
I write and write all night long
Sometimes I forget to eat
I cant stay in my room too long
But as I write I begin to cry
And I try to smile
I try
I get on my knees and pray
I ask for him to show the way
I just need a friend
A true friend not nobody that's fake
Not a bad bxtch or a bad girl
Just someone who can relate
I need a friend to say its okay jus to make me smile
I need someone that I know...