I Remember
I remember walking to sxhool cold with a cheap jacket, I remember going to bed hungry
cuz we just didn't have it; I remember being jumped and beat up because I was handsome
Hock, I remember fighting back and making the beatings stop; I remember watching my
little brothe and not knowing what to do, he had been burped, fead, and changed what else
could I do? I remember being left alone in the house and being really, really scared, thats
why now I'm grown and alone I leave the t.v. on and sleep in a chair; I remember my dad
left and was around 12, He might not have been a good father but I still needed and missed
him like hell!
Copyright © Wendell Hockaday | Year Posted 2009
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