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A Look at the Struggles of a Young Black Man | Poetry
Everyday I wake up and feel so stressed Because I know today is going to be another huge mess Perhaps I should end it all and put myself to rest Perhaps an overdoes of pills or maybe a bullet to the chest I pray to God everyday hoping and waiting to be blessed I used to have a nice ride but that’s been repossessed On a daily basis my hair resembles a bird’s nest I only have one pair of shoes, I must confess I have lots of bills outstanding, but no money to pay them I can’t buy jewelry or fancy cars, all I can do is say them…