I miss my mom,
I miss my dad.
I miss them both,
But their dead.
I wish they was here, to see my smile
I with they was here, to see my first child.
March 13th 2003, was the month, date and year that my father left me.
Randy H. Hite, was is name, being a OK, father was his game.
I only met him one time,
He went to jail for a crime.
He did something wrong, I'm not going to get into.
So I'm going to move on, because i love my mother to.
4th of July was the date she was born.
November the 24th, She left me torn.
I cryed, i cryed myself to sleep.
I cry ed so much, I felt so weak.
That year was so sad, I couldn't believe.
That my mother and father just left me.
I was 14 years old,
When they both died.
Still to this day, i cry.
Don't cry, just try to stay alive today.
Because it's hard to say. If you are going tomorrow or today.
