to the man i never knew #2

you punk you dont even know you think i hate you now just wait till i let it go all the anger ive been holding in for years will all end with your blood n tears yeah you think your cool ive been watching your every move and the choices you choose your gonna fucken lose you have already lost you just dont know everybody dies but you will die slow make your move put me here than leave try nineteen years of fustration and grieve didnt even stick around to see if it was a boy or girl just left a woman to raise a man in this world six years went by and then she died her sister took over because no father had arrived then at twelve it started to show realizeing my moms death the anger started to show and everytime i fucked up i had nothing to say i am still not sure why i acted that way is this what your mom would want you know shes watching over you if you were my son you wouldnt be acting like this these are some of the phrases in my life that exsist 17 years old almost a man joined karate found a new plan now i am awesome now i am great now i can punch out all the feeling of hate no longer am i sad just wish i knew naw your not good enough so fuck you heres this poem hope you like from your lost son mike 2/21/02 Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 11:14 AM PST   0 • 10