10
when i was 10 everything changed
my life,and my brain
i leanred nobody was real
and life was a big ass pill
yeah i swallowed it and look at me now
upset and miserable hanging with the wrong croud
i know my parents wasnt proud
crazy thing is they were no where to be found
when i was 10 every thing changed
i was all alone
could barely remember my name
my father name was wayne
he was most of my pain
now he locked up with nothing to gain
it messed with my mind and my heart
i used to wanna tear everything apart
but i learned on my own
my moma used to beat me til i was black
wonder how i came from that
thinking there was no excape
scareming and crying for everything to change
praying to god
suiciude running through my vains
im still here today
16 years old
wondering why i live in a world so cold
when i was 10
my struggle began
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