How much..

by April Chapleau   Dec 19, 2005


Written wen i was 17;

Rap:

How much booze did u take
How much weed did u break
How much green did u smoke
Toke after toke
How much times did u say
"Kids go play"
Then u came bak out
Acting all crazay

Your eyes are *uckin' red
Ur brain is *uckin' shot
You want me *uckin dead
Just dont get *uckin' caught

How much cash did u make
How much *ick did u suck
How much times did u say
You wont get caught
How much times did u throw me
Across the living room
How much times did u beat me
With that *uckin broom

*itch u came close on killing me
So many *uckin times
If Chris wasnt there to help me
I'd be fightin for mah life

Look at me now, and wat i've turned out to be
A *ucked up child, left with nobody
Im going to *uckin jail
Then i'll fall in to hell
Dont matter if i disapear
Nobody will tell..

You came in one night crying
I didnt know wat to do anymore
So i gave up on trying
Cause daddy was always *ucked up
You were always doped up
And the food on our plate
Was always over date

I loved u and i thought u loved me
I was crazy enough to think
We were a family
How *uckin stupid can I be
I was only 6
A little girl picking up stix
For breakfeast, lunch and supper
And still here i suffer

But i met a family through foster care of course
They never yet abandonned me
Or left me on the porch
They told me that they love me
And want me to move in
Now ur the one who's *ucking wrong Lynn

It hurts me to know that im a mistake
It hurts me to know that ur love for me was fake
It hurts me to know that u had to be baked
To take care of me
And still u *ucked up
All doped up and cracked up
No matter wat u did
You made me feel like i wasnt ur *amn kid
And still from this day
Your still the same *ucking way

Now im moving on slowly
With the family i have now
You think they'll throw me in the ditch
Just like u did, ya *ucking *itch
Well i hope they prove u wrong
Cause there helping me stay strong
Now i finally found,
A real *uckin MOM!

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