Besty91 Poetry (1)

Every which way I turn they're walking next to me,
and its clearly obvious that your frown is from the burn, from the burn of the daily grind,
dig to find anything that satisfies the mind,
and in time....you'll give it up
it ain't mine...don't even know wassup

I'm a victimless crime stood on by divines,
Don't have the right frame of mind
lash me for all I've got
I'm kind,selfless and forgetful,
and often I get lost in the stupour of drunk and high,
cause this world you provide its what I need to get by!