i'm a good man
...it dont mean im a saint
it dont mean im perfect, im not...im flawed
filled with imperfections, so dont look at me in awe
i'm just lyk u, a reflection, of rejection...or reception
depends who you ask
i've hurt many, i may hurt you
dont take it personal, i been hurt too
but thatz no excuse..
i've sinned, i've lied, i've cheated, been tried
denied when caught, renounced my thoughts
repented, backslid, i've run, i've hid
got into trouble plenty, got my hands dirty
gone to church and tried to change
came home and did it again
but i will lay down my life for my friends
i will take a bullet for my family, for the ones i love
i will try to make everyday count
make someones day, everyday
i will try to make you happy
sometimes i'll fail, sometimesi'll succeed
sometimes i'll just come up short
and sometimes i'll blow your mind
other times i'll be just enough
but everytime, i'll try, everytime
cuz see i'm a good man...but that dont mean im a saint
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lemee go and read.
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wow thats a wonderful poem, it kind of summarise the story of ones life(maybe yours).
i like the way you started and ended the poem. "i'm a good.. it don't mean im a saint. nice..
very nice. :)
Very relate able!! Nice!!
nizzzze! :)
Keep working at it, man. U'll get there.
dude u did it again.....
wats up wiv d privacy on ur oda blog?
Spot on!!
A wonderful poem..so truthful,mature and revealin..
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