Saving my sister

by Gizmo   Feb 1, 2008


And the things i done still make me ashamed,
and now i look at my little sister and nearly cry,
what if she goes and does the same things i done?
what if she at the end of it all wants to die?

what if she gives it up to the first guy shes with?
what if she starts to go out and starts to drink?
what if she feels theres no where to turn?
i no exactly the way she'll start to think!

what if she starts to do what i done at her age,
and go down the path .
what if she starts to bunk of school?
and starts hanging ot with the towns thugs?

and then i remember that she knows i've been there,
and somethings from me, just can't be kept,
but i don't worry cuz no ones gonna fk with her,
because of my f'ed up nutase of a rep.

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  • 16 years ago

    by deadly sun

    Good poem. Its always nice to look out for siblings, we all worry inside even if they don't know.