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What's Up
by Regina Pate (Age: 29)
copyright 06-26-2007


Age Rating: 18 to 127

 
Why does my life have to be so messed up
Just give me a clue,
Come on man,
tell me what's up

I try to be good, you know
do the right thing, like so
But after 26 years of doing that
I got tired of being the door mat

So then I picked myself up off the floor
Hey, I joined the crowd
right through the door

So there I was one of them
Wearing that shirt that said
I'm with him
But I never found the one that read
I'm with her like the story said

And that's OK that's just fine
I'll get there someday
Just get in line

So there I was walking to the back
wondering when I could catch some slack
Then that good Ole' boy from across the way
Said I could cut in line, what could I say?

How was I suppose to know
it would piss them off, that bad
So then I ask, hey you know my dad?
And they all smiled, and nodded and said they did
But hell, I haven't seen him since I was a kid

Don't get me wrong I love my dad
and my dad sure loves me
But we split up, just wasn't meant to be

He only knew how to live one way
let me go, gave me a kiss, and said
I'll see ya around one day

Daddy's little girl, his pride, his joy
I just wonder if it might be different
you know, if I was his only boy

But the past is past
and the memories don't last
I let it go, let it ride
It doesn't matter what's inside

I'm all grown up and on my own
I just wish they'd throw me a bone

Why does my life have to be so messed up
Just give me a clue,
Come on man,
tell me what's up


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07-04-2007 Richard Reed Jr    

I just wanted to visit your work again my friend.

I hope all is going well for you.

Visit my site if you get the chance.

Fondly,

Rich


06-28-2007 Barbara Walker    

the poem started well but got lost. i stopped understanding your main idea in the third paragraph when your hero joined the crowd. it began with an inner dialogue and self talk which got lost along the way. the shirt, the cutting in line, the father all made me confused and i found it unclear who this was and what his message was.


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