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by Sarah Dec 19, 2010 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I could be such a bad kid She's raised me no better When she complains and insults We all just let her She walks over our family And we do nothing about it But in five years She'll be without it She taught me it's ok To make people feel like shit And hopefully soon She'll successfully quit No one argues when she Lashes out in vain It's like she's blind to that Resulting feeling of pain My rock and my shield Have learned soon enough That when you mess with the enemy The tides turn rough I don't recognize her face Beause her heart has turned cold I'm afraid we're out of luck She can't be controlled There must be something wrong With out throats; they don't work Because we can't fight her off We just let her be a jerk In five years, he'll be leaving her And that's when I get out, too She'll be left all alone Wondering what she has to do That won't be our business We'll cut off all ties and connections She only has a few years To perfect those imperfections