can i play?
By magg77
the toys on floor the dishes in the sink the bills on the desk the things on my mind my life gone astray the new shoes you just bought becuase they made you feel better the outfit to match the catlitter to clean the stairs to be vacumed the phone calls to make my life is in tassels the things that you bitch about the little things that upset you i'm walking on eggshells the second job on weekends the home repairs the fatigue on my face my mind in pieces i'm tired of working can i play your game? of prentend and hide from the world i'm tired of being your mommy AND sister i'm tired of being the older younger sister i'm tired now can i be the the one that prentends the world away can i play your game?written two years ago when i was a little ticked at my older sis,but its okay now.she know i love her,the little witch! Written November 13th, 2001 © on Nov 12 2001 03:35 PM PST 0 • 1
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"the toys on floor..."