Poetry: NYC Stress



Moms gave me $2 today..
  I'm flat broke
Had a calculus test,
  I flat choked
Pressured by "friends",
  I tried coke..
Not surrounded by good,
  just bad folk
Got rained on,
  I'm mad soaked
But there's a party tonight,
  I'm mad stoked
Ain't got no money so,
  I sold smoke
$10 to dance,
  mad style, baroque
Saw team get live,
  just mad blokes
Danced with a shorty,
  got mad pokes
Took her home,
  did fast strokes
New York City stress?
I got it down,
   mad cloaked.

Rock the boat if you can cope.
If not, just lost hope.
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