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Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Child's Play (One F***ed Up Poem)
Okay, when I first started this poem I had intended for it to be funny and kind of be a rap parody, hence the first few lines, but as I continued to write it ended up becoming depressing and just talked about drugs and suicide. Oh well. *Shrugs shoulders* But just for the record; I'm not a crack-head. I don't do drugs and I don't encourage anyone else to do them. And suicide is bad. *Nods head* Yup.
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Knick-knack padddy wack
Give a dawg a little crack
Walking down the streets alone
Watching old men rolling home
They’re all high, I never knew
A man could do that to his crew
Now all I need’s my sweet release
A little pot, a little peace
What happened to the good ol’ days
When everything was child’s play
I’m always trying to be free
But dealers are all after me
I didn’t know I was so famous
Everywhere I go I shame us
Sometimes I wish I could escape
But this is my life, this is my fate
Just stick the needle in my arm
Forget the pain, forget the harm
Waiting in the alley for my fix
I’ve got no money, just a couple of tricks
What happened to the good ol’ days
When everything was child’s play
Where kids could just play and jump the rope
Instead of smoking pot and doing dope
All I can do is wait for the end
High off of drugs, my one true friend
I look in the mirror, I hate myself
So I reach for my darling lying on the shelf
I hold the gun up to my head
Finger on the trigger, wishing I was dead
The life I lived is not a lived life
So when I can’t pull the trigger, I pick up the knife
What happened to the good ol’ days
When everything was child’s play
And I didn’t wish that every day
My spirit could just fly away
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