Mother-
The month is one,
So far you havn't won.
This is the month of two,
Now what will you do?
The month is three,
Someday I will be free!
The month is four,
I can't wait to be out of you, whore!
The month is five,
I can't believe I'm still alive...
The month is Six,
Can't you see I'm a mix?
The month is seven,
How have you been?
The month is eight,
I'll soon be free, isn't that great?
The month is nine,
Too late, this life is mine.
Now I've been born,
Lets blow the horn.
I hate you whore!
I deserve so much more!
How could you do this to me?
Daddy, why didn't you love me?
Bitch, whore, slut, skank.
Now I'll rob a bank.
Arn't you proud of me?
The one you named Lee?
Now your suicidal,
I'm homicidal.
I HATE YOU BITCH!
I'LL KILL YOU IN A DITCH. |
