i just gotta get away.... can't take this anymore... i need to go... go... go....
so trouble, so troubled, and yet, only the begging of a serious misunderstood child....
Poem I wrote when I was really upset at my brother. We have never really gotten along but this day was the last straw when he told me he would dance on my grave when I die.
This is about me and my boyfriend "now" and, we have our FIRST child on the way.
I worte this one for my Dad, YOU know he was never there when i needed him but when he was he always made me feel Small and unwanted heres to you dad
