Focused (Poetry)

It's that time again. Another banger, another rhyme, Another lesson in this poetic mind. With that hip-hop vibe. I'm focused a hundred percent, Like I'm popping in that Ritalin. No, really, I'm popping that Ritalin. To tame my A.D.D. habits. Because God forbid if I ever get side tracked Once again. This is my calling. … Continue reading Focused (Poetry)