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by Alicia Aug 12, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You made a bad choice To drink. You know it hurts us But you don’t care! You say your going to stop But we know your lying. Why do I forgive you for What you do? I wish someone could tell me, When you come home drunk and I’m there, I’m scared to be around you. You said you love us but I’m not sure if I can Love you back. EverytimEvery timeunk, I go to bed early and cry myself to sleep. I ask Godâ€why!†Why is he doing this to us? Then I realize he’s not You made your choice So you gave to suffer the Consequences.