My life
Submitted by mwood8 on Sun, 06/22/2008 - 12:05am
The Forgotten Child
When I was a child I would sit in my bedroom
And watch the kids play outside my window
I would listen and I did not hear where is he
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I was a child I ran away one day
I hid under the crippled apple tree behind the house and I would listen
I did not hear where is he
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I came home from hiding under the crippled apple tree
I did not hear were where you
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I was a child I would hide in my closest
Hid away from the yelling and screaming
And I would listen
I did not hear where is he
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I was a child
I would cry, I would scream and I would yell
I would listen
I did not hear what is wrong
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I was a child I would hurt
I did not want the pain any more
I did not hear, how can I help
Why, I am the forgotten child
When I was a child I did drugs
I would smoke, snort and ingest
I did not hear why
Why, I am the forgotten.
When I was a child I would cut myself
I did not hear, do not do that
Why, I am the forgotten.
Well what do you all think?