They tell me I never listen.
They tell me I'm a constant embarassment...
*this poem was done in a song format*
who am i who am i...
My brother told me I could write...
I caught you mummy
I did I saw I was in the car, when I was 7...
I am from Milliken,
Many little children...
I love to hear you speak
and whisper in my ear...
Sittin here in a world of hate..
the only thing dat happens in da streets is ya...
Cocaine,
Once life was ok...
The day I die is the day
I remember what happiness is...
Have u ever woundered, why you were givin life, or...
I hate the way you..
talk to me as if everything all right...
My answer to my problems was suicide
how i wanted to die was hard to decide...