I don't feel safe where I live <br />and I pay <br />to live his way. <br />I don't have many conversations <br />with the people <br />around me they have nothing <br />of interest to say. <br /> <br />I have grown old <br />with out any money in the bank <br />the divorce <br />took all that I had. <br />In order to take all that I made <br />they let mental illness <br />be the one that took charge. <br /> <br />There is a world <br />where it is safe where I live <br />and I'm paid <br />to live this way. <br />Where every one, every day <br />has some thing of interest to say. <br /> <br />Where no one grows old <br />and <br />the mentally Ill <br />receive proper care <br />and their not killed by police <br />for being <br />some where else <br />instead of wearing purple here.<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-not-in-this-world-then-the-next/
