• Walkin down the hall and all eyes starin and pearin at me. Costin their faces and bodies as i speak. Walk in the classroom and all glow bestows me. How they snicker and sneer and have their fake cheers.

    They talk and talk and Jane comes to me and says"yo , where were u last night?"behind her false snicker I wish i could just shoot her. I answer"at my house mindin my own dang business."i say calmly not showing emotion
    not knowing the resolution.

    Drama has its ways of bringing the nasty out of the good and just bringing the nastiest out of the plain nasty. How could drama be so beastly,rumor here , rumor there, and then talking to them girls ova in da corner,poisining their minds,who am i ? to talk about wats right ? who am i? to fight?

    Drama,Drama,and even more of it is like a drug being spread to every human looking mug. you end up at the wrong place at the wrong time with that poisining drug in ur pocket and get shot ova some dumb stuff that should hav neva happened.

    Your momma sittin there cryin at ur funeral and ur soul sits there and watches. How ur moms cry and ur daddy is now gone all down hill. How ur brother and sister will never be the same no model to protect and guide still.
    How ur friends turn bitter and yet still movin on in life and there u watch ur body

    wishin and hopin that u could have stayed out of the mix , out of the mess, OUT OF THE DRAMA!!!