Re: #Official Poetry Thread
This is a true story.
I have to tweak it up a bit because I want to respect the Family's privacy.
I still don't know the actual story behind, and "family gang" is this term we use...
This is a true story.
I have to tweak it up a bit because I want to respect the Family's privacy.
I still don't know the actual story behind, and "family gang" is this term we use...
"Nothing really matters until something worth is gone"
And you don't even care until shit hits home
All the stress brings tears
Mom and Dad don't care
They just want her to finish school because they didn't make it there
January 23, 2009
I met this girl named *blank* a close friend of mine
She was quiet, she only spoke if you spoke first
And she didn't pay much attention unless you got on her nerves
You would have never known it, but she was in this gang
You see these weird little gangs, the ones that play those games?
February 17, 2009
She was standing by a tree
That's what "they" said to me
This big SUV it was silver or blue
It ran her over, crushed her bones, ran over her head too
Nobody knew who it was
They just knew it was a gang
But eventually they found out it was her "family" gang
And you don't even care until shit hits home
All the stress brings tears
Mom and Dad don't care
They just want her to finish school because they didn't make it there
January 23, 2009
I met this girl named *blank* a close friend of mine
She was quiet, she only spoke if you spoke first
And she didn't pay much attention unless you got on her nerves
You would have never known it, but she was in this gang
You see these weird little gangs, the ones that play those games?
February 17, 2009
She was standing by a tree
That's what "they" said to me
This big SUV it was silver or blue
It ran her over, crushed her bones, ran over her head too
Nobody knew who it was
They just knew it was a gang
But eventually they found out it was her "family" gang
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