These words I write come from my life Pain and anger, mixed with a whole lot of strife But there were times that weren't so bad I remember them too, and it's hard to be sad
Like when Misty sat next to me on that bus Talking to white trash knowing that all her friends would fuss About how she could dare talk to someone like me It just wasn't where she was supposed to be
And there was Marcus, a real friend through and through Had my back and I had his, no matter what trouble brewed Now he's got a wife and kids, a life of his own It's amazing to see how his horizons have grown
Austin was only ten, but amazed me so much The way his little mind worked, the way he was in touch With everything around him, he made me so strong I wish he'd been with us longer, his death was just wrong
Stacey was there for me when I wanted to die She gave me peace of mind when I just wanted to cry I'm glad she's finally happy, with her husband Tommy I hope she gets her wish to one day be a mommy
Billy and me we were never that tight A couple of times he made me want to fight Then one day I saw him handing out food Flat broke himself, but doing what he could
Two more I won't mention, but they know who they are Two people who made me face my biggest scar And come out a much better man than before One of which I just can't help but adore
All these people have touched me in various ways I try to think of all of them on my really bad days I smile every time I do, because I have found It's hard to be upset, with this much love around
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