Where Were You?
I can't stand this crap! Why won't you listen?
The worlds always come, but you're never here to hear
I've always wanted to see you, but you were in prison
I always wondered where I'm from, but you ran away in fear
So where do I fit in this world? When you say I'm a mistake
Because if you didn't know, I always hoped you'd save me
You'll never be able to afford, to me you're just a fake
To me the world blows, and the cravings won't leave
I just want to take those razors, and make myself bleed
So you didn't know me, but now you do
So don't bring up the favors, and make heed
Since I were but three, we were through
Copyright © Alaina Coumbe | Year Posted 2008
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