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LIFES'S BEEN HARD 4 ME GROWIN UP

WATCHIN MY MAMA SMOKE EVERYTHING

AWAY WISHEN NOT FOR A TOY BUT

SOAP 2 WASH MY ASS SO KIDS @ SCHOOL

DONT TEASE ME 4 BEING UNCLEAN

I MISS THE CHILDHOOD I NEVER HAD

PLAYING WITH OTHER CHILDREN MY AGE

FLEW PAST ME FAST LIKE A BIRD WITH

NO WINGS I FEEL LIKE A FALLING

STAR I WASENT ANGELIC ANYMORE WHEN

YOUR FAMILY TOUCHES YOU IN

FORBIDDEN PLACES & YOUR MAMA FORGETS

2 PROTECT YOU ,YOU START A JOURNEY

IN2 DEPRESSION MY INNOCENTS

WAS STOLEN AWAY @ 13 APART OF ME DIED

AFTER THAT I FELT LIKE A WHORE

I WANTED 2 DIE TRIED 2 COMMIT SUICIDE

WHAT STOPED ME I DONT KNOW

I WORE MY HEART ON MY SLEEVE ALOT

LOOKING 4 LOVE IN THE WRONG PLACES GOT

KNOCKED UP @ 15 NO REGRETS SHE WAS

THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED 2 ME THE

FIRST PERSON 2 ACCEPT ME 4 ME THE

STATE TOOK HER AWAY I DIDNT DO

ANYTHING MY CHILDHOOD CAUGHT UP WITH

ME IT HAPPENED IT HURTS BAD

EVERYDAY I'M TRYING 2 GET PASSED THE

PAIN KILLING ME INSIDE I CRY MY

THROAT BURNS IT NEEDS COOLING OFF BUT

IT LOCKED UP IN THIS PRISON OF RAIN

TRYING 2 FIGHT MY SKELETONS MY WEAKNESS

SHOWS THROUGH MY POEMS NOT INTENTIONALY

GETTING SYMPHATY I FEEL ALONE

I NEEDED SOMEBODY EVERYONE TURNED THERE

BACKS LIKE I WAS A WALKING DIEASE WHAT

THE FUCK WHEN AM I GONE BE HAPPY

I'M 24 NOW GROWN UP HAD A SON

I'M CHERISHIN EVERY MOMENT HES WOKE

BREATHING IN MY ARMS NOT TAKING IT 4 GRANTED

THAT HES ALL MINE STILL HE DOESNT REPLACE

HIS OLDER SISTER HE CAN'T REMOVE ALL THE

SUFFORING I'M STILL BLUE GREY AND

A LITTLE RED INSIDE THE COLORS DECRIBES

THE BLUE SKIES TURNING GREY IN MY EYES

MY HEARTS IN PIECES LIKE A VAMPIRE SUCKED

MY BLOOD FROM ME I WANNA BE LOVED

IS THAT 2 MUCH ASKING FOR NO NEED

2 PRETEND I AINT (PTSD)POST TRAMATIC STRESS

DISORDER DELAY SHIT YOU CAN SEE IT IN

MY PAIN....