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UnderAdvantage
written by perfect.flaws07:10 AM 12/29/04I thought it would be fun,
to see my old friends.
To know what was to come,
Would have changed my life.
We hadnt seen eachother,
in such a long time,
Curtis, James and I.
Alcohol, was the decision
To have a good time.
I Never knew that they
had such a side to them.
My Horrid Old Friends.
We started to drink,
The more i drank,
the more i wanted
and before you knew it
the whole bottle of Vodka
was gone.
Not Able to walk,
or to have a straight talk.
I thought they we're my friends,
How i wish my dear friend
would have came with me,
To stop what was to come next.
As i lie the'r on that cold empty ground.
I soon faded into some black blurred dream.
The next thing i knew A tounge, was down
my poor drunken mouth.
Some time later, i hear him say
take off her pants.
Where was i?
who knows.
I heard someone say 'no'
Thank god for that i thought
as i blacked out again.
Soon to know, that it was me
who had said no,
but now it was too late
cuz i lay there pantless,
in horrible pain.
The next thing i knew
he was saying
quick stop, she's getting up.
As if i we're to dumb to know,
what just had happened.
I stumbled around,
and they help me keep my ground.
As if to say they we're there for me.
I thought i was their friend,
not some dirrty old rag.
The next day came,
and as i wake
i start to remember,
that horrid night,
when my friends
shamed me for life.
I lost my respect,
because everyone knew.
I dont know if it was my fault,
if this horrible shame
was for me to blame.
Was this rape..who is to know.
Each day, there is never a moment
that i will for get
that my friends shamed me for life.
but its made me stronger in more than one way.
They'll get whats coming to them,
and when they do ..
i know it will hurt them in ways
you or i cant imagine. |
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