about my (fucking) life..
I see everything about it as a good thing.
That my mom moved out,
That's one of the best things that ever happend to me.
That I can choose where I want to live,
Make the choose complete.
I'm living with my dad,
no mather what everybody else is saying.
Maybe they think it is because of that guy she's living with,
well, it's not.
My family thinks alot of me,
nothing of it is rigth.
They think I'm on diet,
That I have against that my mom moved out.
They think I miss her really much,
But they don't know what's goin og behind closed doors.
we figth and she makes me cry.
I wanna go to a shrink.
maybe he can help me?
My life sucks,
And I just can't help it.
This is the life that I've been giving,
And soon it's just to forget.
I love my dad more than I love my mom.
Even after all the cruel things that my dad have done.
But with the years he has been nicer,
And I only turned bader.
Life isn't good, And I want to dissepear.
But I'm afraid.
Am I going to heaven or to hell?
I don't really belive that hell is a pleace,
And Heaven is rigth over my head.
I've seen it with both my eyes.
I see it everyday.
Can someone put a pillow over my face?
Cover me up, and make me close my eyes?
I wanna get away.
But it's so much in my life I don't want to leave.
It's my friends, my dog, and everything like that.
But what can I do?
Nothing.
There is so much I have promes my self to see and done,
rigth before I'm going down.
I'm going to swim with the dolphin,
move to another contrey, and sing as much as I just want.
I've promesed my self to never get old.
I don't want a children,
I don't want to see it grow up.
I have said that I can die before it went to years.
Then I have done the things I want to do.
Promes me, you won't cry before I do.
Poetry by kittipuusen
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Written on 2006-06-04 at 10:40
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Don't cry before I do.
I never think of that my parents is now spilited.I see everything about it as a good thing.
That my mom moved out,
That's one of the best things that ever happend to me.
That I can choose where I want to live,
Make the choose complete.
I'm living with my dad,
no mather what everybody else is saying.
Maybe they think it is because of that guy she's living with,
well, it's not.
My family thinks alot of me,
nothing of it is rigth.
They think I'm on diet,
That I have against that my mom moved out.
They think I miss her really much,
But they don't know what's goin og behind closed doors.
we figth and she makes me cry.
I wanna go to a shrink.
maybe he can help me?
My life sucks,
And I just can't help it.
This is the life that I've been giving,
And soon it's just to forget.
I love my dad more than I love my mom.
Even after all the cruel things that my dad have done.
But with the years he has been nicer,
And I only turned bader.
Life isn't good, And I want to dissepear.
But I'm afraid.
Am I going to heaven or to hell?
I don't really belive that hell is a pleace,
And Heaven is rigth over my head.
I've seen it with both my eyes.
I see it everyday.
Can someone put a pillow over my face?
Cover me up, and make me close my eyes?
I wanna get away.
But it's so much in my life I don't want to leave.
It's my friends, my dog, and everything like that.
But what can I do?
Nothing.
There is so much I have promes my self to see and done,
rigth before I'm going down.
I'm going to swim with the dolphin,
move to another contrey, and sing as much as I just want.
I've promesed my self to never get old.
I don't want a children,
I don't want to see it grow up.
I have said that I can die before it went to years.
Then I have done the things I want to do.
Promes me, you won't cry before I do.
Poetry by kittipuusen
Read 387 times
Written on 2006-06-04 at 10:40
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