The Op-Ed Slam

Sunny blue by Tim Shea

Sunny blue,
There’s a fire under you,
but you blunder through days hoping it’ll go away.
but it stays close by, now you don’t know why,
cant rid that flame no matter what you go try.
you tried drug abuse, but it was no use.
only left you aggravated stuck and confused.
Now you sit hear, trying to get your shit clear.
but I cant tell you nothing if you cant admit fear.
you want to find your home, don’t want to die alone,
you want to grow up, you don’t want to get old.
you want to trace the first word you spoke
and reconcile for every lie that you told.
So what can I say, no you don’t fit.
yeah your smart kid, but you don’t know shit
everyone around you is dying quickly,
even your life is a dangerous mystery
sunny blue, what troubles you humbles you,
I’ll give you another clue
don’t focus on what others do.
When you front you loose your breath.
cause your breaths as thick as what’s in your chest.
and your chests as thick as your strength of heart,
so either wait to die
or make your mark.

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