| Subject: Troubled Life |
Author:
Joshua Woomer
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Date Posted: 16:41:13 05/10/03 Sat
Im only 8 years old, lost confused, bitter cold,
Never get a hug, noone to hold,
I'm the only kid with out a bicycle...
Its not like they aint got bills to fold,
I guess maybe they just liked the adrenilne jolt,
of sex, drugs, and rock and roll,
If they needed cash shit heads would roll,
They'd almost bleed for coke a bull or a roll, well that silly shit, it finally took its toll,
In me...You see, Because some things are empty in me that once were full,
It made me this twised shit,
Scared of loosing this little more than a little bit,
this mix in me of dreams, water, blood, and spirit,
My screaming father would not wish to hear it,
So if something gets close then I don't want to get near it,
To be attached to something, hellz yeah I fear it,
For if another muther fucker,
acts like a my fucking father,
and wonders why I seem bothered,
then no God anywhere will stop the slaughter,
It'll be ten fold what satan has offered,
I cant break this heart again,
so I move around but only when,
I get butterflies or choked up and then,
I drive outta state, and smoke up again,
and wont come back til we can just be friends,
see this fucking worn down skin,
shits literally getting pretty thin,
Lost mad times, But this time I'ma win,
1st fuckin place...bitch not second,
so I can fix this heart and end this binge,
the thought of pain just makes me cringe,
I need to focus on myself again,
Some girls still seem threatning,
because some girls still try and tempt me,
But soon no ho can even pretend to wreck me,
But if I was looking for help, then it would be in you Becky,
Know that someday and in fact expect me,
To take you to a place you'd never expect B,
Something like a perfect family the perfect seene
Where my child can grow with out facing,
child neglect nor will they neglect me,
So when I'm old and dieing they'll protect me,
And lay me beside my perfect wif-E.
Please dont be offended by the launguse, its the words that i feel when I reach in this part of past. thanx for checkin this out. Keep writting.
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