wheres my hoodie

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    • Now keep in mind that im an artist and im sensitive about my shit -eryka badu

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    yup

    wheres my hoodie

    what happened to the days where i stood out from the crowd
    the days when i didnt talk,my mind was the only thing that was loud
    the days where noone knew i had a face cause it was hid by my hoodie
    when i would take the judgement ignore it instead of tryna change to a goodie goodie
     i remember me i dont know who i am now
     a guy whos quick to smile wow
    thats not me respect is givin where its needed
    if its not genuine then no need in tryin they can keep it
    when did i give up my hoodie for a button up shirt
    will never wear tight jeans rather wear a skirt
    i guess now im finally found and back on track
    keepin my head lookin up to god and stayin myself thats a fact
    -gods son

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    quise’s Poems (32)

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    A kiss unfelt 1
    what a heart would say 0
    my silent cry 0
    love or illusion 0
    The question 1
    LOVE IS TRUE 0
    REST IN SLEEP 0
    wheres my hoodie 0
    new smile 0
    living dead 1
    black rose 2
    glass flowers 1
    too late to give up 4
    is he just a man 3
    why does she stay 4
    i still love you 0
    the reson i cant love 3
    spontanious (short) 0
    blessed (short) 0
    eternity (short) 0
    confusion (short) 0
    take it slow (short) 0
    blessing or lesson 0
    where did she go 0
    i will 0
    my hearts cry 1
    cause she loved him 2
    my final goodbye 2
    king hansom 2
    poem my heart wrote 0
    my late night prayer for her 3
    MRS.AFRICAN GODESS 2