The alley was the best place to play,
You could find me there all day every day...

I hate it that you always know when somethings...
I hate it that I'm reminded of you just by a song...

I quit!
i aint down with this shit...

Drunken words,
Coming off those dirty lips...

Like rain falls from the sky,
Water running down a mountain...

I dont know what it is about your bad boy style,
all i know is it makes me go wild...

You were never really my friend,
I would pick on you until the day would end...

My scars tell a story
My mom doesn’t want to hear...

Growing up,
You were all i had to look up to...

Never forget what we had,
all the good times...

~*This is basically a poem about all my confusion...
I used to think you were all that...

I ALWAYS HERE EM' SAY:
"MAN THAT GIRL SHYSTY, MAN WUTS THE...