No Drugs but Mind Games

by She Is Now Gone Away   Dec 30, 2008


She's only eighteen years old,

left work never to return to home,

she's willing to die today,

on the verge of tears,

since her f**ked up step mom,

decided to threw her things away,

why does she hold on,

why does she keep strong,

maybe she should of died,

instead of her mom,

like Brenda said,

what she she to do,

so wont turn to drugs,

she's wants to graduate high school,

but life is being such a b**ch,

and everything seems to be tumbling down,

where is she to turn,

what is she suppost to hold on to,

she doesn't know what she's done,

so she's going crazy in her mind

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments