This ain't the way to go

She's walking down the street cause she think she hot
got boys all over her kissing her favorite spot
she got more than enough tardies
but everybody all ready know she's fulfeeling her freakish needs
5,4,3,2,1 into the gutter and she had another son
going to clinics and hospitals and telling her parents it's her tonsills
her nerves are growing more and more intense she should have had enough sense
she always walks the hall in a linger
she told her best friend that it was by her man and her friend gave her the finger
she's sad and depressed and feeling alone
Her mother kicked her out and now she ain't got a home
hold up rewind
did i forget to tell you that this girl has a disease too
You see she was one of those girls who did anything for anybody or did anybody for anything
She had no pride in herself and she always got into mischeif
LOVE?
she doesn't know what love is how could she?
or maybe she does
This whole poem is so twisted
but waitIt's not the poem that's twisted it's this young girls mind
She never thought she never sought she never thought to find any knowledge of man kind
If i ever met her i would tell her
Sit down let me talk to you i got some choice words to choose
or i got to choose to make a choice to tell you this
OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!
what are you doing to yourself
you suppose to be making something out of your self not destroying yourself
ain't no body can satisfy you
it's not gonna all be easy and brezzy
you suppose to try to escape all this
rasism, biasness, prejedice and poverty
and if that's a problem for you
you need to learn to write something called poetry.