Thugs s0rr0w

by desiree rose   Dec 24, 2004


By:dEsirEE r0se

bUilt Up 0n sElf pIpty

pUtting 0n A smilE bUt insiDe fEElin shItty

mAking thIngs sEEm fIne mAking tHings sEEm greAt

whEn dEEp d0wn insidE mY HeArt c0ntinuEs t0 breAk

diSc0urAged, i l0st mY pArents t0 thE strEEt

whAtchIng mY dreAms crUmble aNd stUmble t0 mY fEEt

screAming t0 g0d h0w c0uld thIs bE

h0w dId mY pAin aNd hAte chAin mE

w0nderIng wHy eVerydAy tUrns 0ut t0 bE hEll

whY cAnt liFe bE pErfEct jUst liKe A fAirytAle

mAybE thEn i\\\'Ll bE hAppy mAybe thEn y0u\\\'ll sEE

thE g00d pErs0n thAt i trUely trIed t0 bE

bUt i\\\'Ve bEEn tAken oVer bY thE liQuor In Kill

thE thiNgs i dId t0 trY aNd n0t t0 fEEl

I wiSh i c0uld d0 mAgic s0 i c0uld dissapeaR

cAuse iM n0t wAnted aNyWere

iT wAs jUst A wAist Time aNd m0ney 0n mY bIrth

cAuse I hAve n0 meAning hErE 0n thIs eArth

I wAs lEft f0r deAd bUt thE j0b wAsn\\\'t fiNishEd

s0 i\\\'Ll slIt mY wriSt aNd tAke rAtp0si0n t0 eNd thiS

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