Sunday, March 27, 2011

18 Years

18 years, 18 years, she got one of your kids, she got you for 18 years. I know somebody paying child support for one of his kids, his baby mama car crib is bigger than his. - Kanye West in his one hit wonder Gold Digger.
Yes, Kanye West did have interesting things to say about 18 years. Here is a poem I wrote about turning 18 18 Years
  1. Soon I will be 18, no longer a kid,
    wishing time wouldn't go as fast as it did.
    I haven't done much yet, but just you wait.
    One of these days they will call me great.
    I know I can be silly, sometimes downright strange;
    but ask yourself, honestly, do you want me to change?
    I've been unlucky in love, but lucky in friends.
    They've helped my pursue several of my ends.
    Such as, singing and dancing and acting, Oh my!
    Sometimes I begin to wonder, Am I really that guy?
    The one who always takes, but will refuse to give.
    Sometimes I wish I had more than one life to live.
    I ask so much of you, but yet you're still here.
    Even now as I approach my 18th year.
    But that stuff is boring, so lets get a move on.
    After all it is time for me to get my groove on.
    So, 18 years and I can't remember half of it.
    At least I still have my sparkling snappy wit.
    Hopefully 18 years from now, I'll still be singing my song;
    and who knows maybe some new people will sing along.
    If I had one birthday wish that I could wish for tonight,
    I would wish that I could have just a little more height.

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