Ummmm...
dear, I forgotten what I was going to do.
hmmm...*distracts you with my ZZZZZZ's"
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One day my mama said,
Why don't you do this instead?
of writing the day away...
I tried to do as she said,
but I had so many ideas in my head.
That I had to write them all down.
My mama was so afraid,
that would not get paid,
for the job that i wanted to do.
She didn't believe in me,
she didn't want to see,
what everone else saw.
I don't know how this story's...gonna end.
or if this poem I should even send.
But it's my choice, not hers,
If I want to fly higher than her.
or if I will fall, down in the dirt.
like she said.
I will not give up, no matter what I do.
 IamTheSun06 · Tue Feb 27, 2007 @ 08:58pm · 3 Comments |
