Hope

by abcede   Jun 25, 2005


My name is hope
and i am just four
this is not what you think
in fact, it is more

i live in the depths
the crypts of N.Y.
this is a true story
I've no motive to lie

my mom is a druggie
i don't have a dad
days are not easy
my life makes me mad

because of the lies
no love and some pain
living in the dirt
sleeping in the rain

life is real tough
we don't have much food
we're so dirty and
i don't mean to be rude

but some people don't
realize what they got
until its all gone
life's not what they thought

so take my advice
live your life with pride
be glad you're not like me
a poor girl who died!

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