Friday, July 16, 2004

ANGER

I wrote like 3 or 4 poems last night but i fuckin didn't save them and my dad is a fuckin asshole and doesn't EVER respect my privacy and then had the nerve to lie and say he wasn't in my room so when i ask him to do me a fav and save them he says he turned the comp off and i said he said he wasn't in my room and he said he was he shoulda fuckin said that in the first fuckin place!

It's burning inside and
I don't wanna hide it
I'm tired of all of this
Bullshit I'm done
Losing 4 peices
To my soul now
How the fuck
Can I ever be whole
© 2004

All I fuckin remember is a chorus I fuckin made up thinkin maybe one day i'll write a song but I don't even really care about that so much like not at all it wasn't very important not as important as b4 asshole fuckin ass hole I hate him right now he needs to stay out of my life he should trust me enough I don't do nething wrong just leave me the fuck ALONE!

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