Have You Ever

Have you ever lived my life?
Spent one minute in my shoes?
If you haven't the tell me why
You judge me as you do.


Have you ever woken up in the morning
Wondering if this was your last day on Earth?
Have you ever left you house
Unsure if you'd return?


Have you ever seen your friend get shot
Outside his favorite store?
Have you ever see a friend die
From drugs he'd never used before?


Have you ever see your mom get beat up
By your step-dad messed up on booze?
Have you ever had an unwanted pregnancy
Asking you to choose?


Have you ever sat beneath the stars
Hoping God will hear?
have you ever seen your friend drive away
After way too many beers?


Have you ever had a friend
Experiment with weed?
Have you ever covered up guilt
By doing a good deed?


Have you ever wanted to protect
Your friends and everone in sight?
Have you ever felt such pain
That you cried yourself to sleep at night?


Have you ever lived my life,
Spent one minute in my shoes?
If you haven't the tell me why
You judge me as you do.


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This poem is dedicated to all the people who are so quick to judge my mistakes and many imperfections. I just hope that someday when you make a mistake nobody is to quick to do to you what you did to me!

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry for all the times I lost my temper
For the times when I was rude
For all the gifts that were given
And never received thank-yous.


For all the love you've given me
And I haven't given back
For all the tiems you were patient
A virtue that I lack.


I'm sorry for all the people
To whom I was so cruel
To all the people I laughed at
I acted like a fool.

I coun't see past your imperfections
I couldn't see past my pride
Your feelings I trampled all over
On my high horse I would ride.


I'm sorry for all the times I lied
For the people I hurt along the way
Not a day goes by that I don't regret it
And I'd take it back any day.


The only person I cared about
Was me and only me
And now I'm truly sorry
I only wish I could make you see.


I'm sorry for everything I've done
For all the people I let down
I'm only askingfor a second chance.
So i can turn things back around.


I know that it's a little late
My deeds can't be undone
I realize now that I was wrong
And I'm sorry everyone.

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This poem was wrote on November 24th of 2005 on a Greyhound bus. I was on my way back from Iowa where I had been living for 4 months. I got in some trouble and now I am truly sorry. I hope the people who knows this is for them understands how sorry I really am.

What kind of Life is THIS?

Laying here awake again
Another Sleepless night.
Somehow I feel when daylight comes
Everything will be alright.
Although I don't know how or when
but someday I'll be in your arms again.
Oh how I miss you so
but I just can't wait
To get out of this place
and go out and finish lifes race.
To make something of myself
and give the world my help.
Oh, I can't to see the outside
because I feel like inside I have died.
Behind these bars
What kind of life is this!?!
Oh how I long for your kiss.
But when I am free
Where will you be?
Will you be happy to see me
or have you forgotten about me?
Like I don't exist?
Oh man, what kind of life is this?