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Alone On My Own
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June 2012 Can't exactly say that i'd go back to my childhood,
wasn't much back then i could label as good,
don't look at me like i should, worse to abort,
from getting picked on to divorce court,
never had a mom around, only dads girls who defeat me,
try to make me a "good boy" and beat me,
not so easy when she would throw me in a dark closet,
tell me the boogy man is waiting inside and lock it,
"what's in your pocket?" little did she know,
i had a tape recorder so i blackmailed her to go,
cause truth be told i wanted better for my brother,
quickly when Dana ran scared Nonnie became a mother,
and oh man did we love her, still to this day,
think of all the lessons she taught from the words to say,
always let us play and check up on us with a call,
now it's all back to no check up calls at all.
