Baby Girls
Beautiful little girls...

I've always preferred solitude to companionship
Even when I was small...

So far I've had trouble
Living this life that was handed to me...

So far I've had trouble
Living this life that was handed to me...

"Just one more hour, mom,
please, just let me stay&quot...

Things have gotten way out of control
kinda ironic, since that's all i really wanted...

Taste the saltiness in each tear
Taste this sadness, so severe...

Sweat
Flowing down my face...

I don't know anymore,
what direction I'm going...

I sit there silently,
waiting for my cuts to bleed...

Feeling frantic
tightening fists...

**kk, so there are really 2 versions of this poem...
broken down...