Growing up

by nisha   Oct 20, 2012


We Grew Up Without You, And Never Wanted To Hurt You.
But Yet Your Boyfriends Was On A Certain Pedal Stool,
While We Was Made To Sit In The Back,
The Hurt We Felt Came Off As An Act.
But We Say,
Maybe If We Didn't Get Treated Like Dirt
We Would Know How To React
But Yet You Treated Them Like Gold,
So This Is The Pain That Felt Like We Was Having An Heart Attack
We Use To Hear From You Everyday
Just So You Could Say Hey, But When They
Came In The Picture, It's Like Who Are They,
Remember We Are The Kids You Made.

Kanisha Simmons
10/7/2012 12:47am

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