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Here is another poem. im literally comin up with it as i type it sop bear with me.:

These are the thoughts of a misfit
this is
deticated to those who were thought to be different
tryin to survive in this crazy world
tryin to get mine without the need of a girl
its like whom i care for most seem the farthest away
and its like my enemies have moved in to stay
for a couple of days
id like to get a way but i need to get paid
no money without food, damn i knew i should have ate
but i cant stick on the past,no
thats not who i am
its like every one aims there thoughts on me....its gettin cramped
so i decide that i should break loose
take two
no take three you cant take me back
you cant take these facts
you cant take these blasts
and why when i look in the mirror do i wanna break the glass
is it because i am different?
at a different stand point.
have you had that instance
when every man points
in your direction
like their fingers are all havin irrections
facin you hard aimin and testin
but see the game is what i think im bestin
but the thang is
the game is
the same s**t
that is was before
my worlds fallin apart, i cant take it no more.

(this one is s abit hard to follow so i dont expect perfect reveiws from everyone. sorry)