I was never good enough,
For anyone.
Life is rough,
Life can be a ton.
I know I'm not tough,
I always would run.
I'm not good at any stuff,
I'm not fun.
I almost got handcuff,
For holding that gun.
I huff,
I want to be a better son.
I want everything to be happy and stuffed bear fluff,
How can I when I'm so done?

G- going back to h- how I use to wr- write poems...