I Remember
I remember growing up it was rough those days.
Mom and Dad didn't have money for the rent to get paid.
Dad diving in the trash just to eat somedays.
Wonder when a real meal will come are way.I remember
sitting out front when the lady said we had to go
motel to motel wondering were do we go.Not knowing what
i would lose next freinds family out of school to thinking im only
sixteen i remember do you.
by joshua sederes
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