Spoken Word: Me, Myself, I, and My Pen

 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 things in life to do then to know that some kid in the ghetto died because of you. You may know there name but not there roots. You may no me but i dont know you. I am a poet its something i do...it keeps me from harming myself because of you. I cry everyday now because the ghetto is harsh. Not having a type of dad that you could talk to. While everybody else you know playing Ps3, talking to their parents and still not know how blessed they are. I got a job and don't know the difference between these new J's and the nikes I'd rather wear. So i write because its free. Nobody can tell me what's more valuable than my paper. The only one that knows my life story outside and in is me myself i and also my pen.

(Part Two)

My pen knows me, it makes me feel free. Whenever im in a predicament. Not a pencil because a pencil can erase but the pen has witnessed good and the mistakes. Never erases them just scribbles it out of its stroke and keeps on writing. It was time when i suffered and had no friends. It was there. When i saw people cutting and had to write about them. It's showed me a better relief than that. I should be sleep but its cutting deep to know the ghetto is large and has too many cracks. I would like to see a person like me that should be free make it in life and then you'll see. You'll see that the ghetto is no place for someone like me to be and when you see you will feel what i feel, but the thing is i can heal, i have a pen the pen thats been there and knows whats within. Tupac Shakur (2Pac) said that the rose that grew from concrete proved natures law wrong by learning to walk without feet. Keeping its dreams, and it was able to breathe fresh air, i just want to say long live that rose and 2Pac, two things that compared, they were just like me suffering while nobody cared.

-Nautica Peay