I sit in this room with no one to care how i feel my grandma's dead and i still hear her voice in my head i see her standing right in front of me and i want her back she never liked me for who i was the only time she liked me was when i told her i loved her but thats just because she thought i was a skank she hated me she thought i was trying to steal her husband my grandpa i still miss her i just wish my last words to her weren't dam you i hate you i love the way she used to love me until she caught my grandpa feeling me up but what she didn't see was me screaming for help thank god he only felt me up but i still miss my grandma
