This Is

This poem is talking about my LIFE.

This Is By:Timothy LHJr.
Month Of June 2005

Life hasn't dealt me a bad hand
I just need to move my cards around
We all been down and up, only thee strong survive, right?
My rights make a wrong and then I'm down again
Mistakes, naw, traps to keep another, naw test to keep a young brother down that's on thee rise to despise my thoughts
How I feel, trying to stay real
Kill my bad habits, opportunities grab at it and run
Till I'm out of breath with nothing left
And then I'm down, out cold, then I wake up
I should of been done but, look at me now, still learning
But instead of trying to fit in, I want to fit out from my peers who fear change in their life
Life hasn't dealt me a bad hand
All I did was move my cards around