check it foolz cus here we go again.....


i need a pen and pad when i feel lonely and mad.
so i can lock them away, and keep them hidin from dad.
this dude got me frustrated, i feel he is out dated.
he knows he is hated, i really dont know why he was created.
since my mom moved out, ive been alone and about.
livin with this fool got me wanting to shout.
altought deep down inside. i feel like suicide.
i know he loves me, and i dont want to die.
so i keep moving on, just singing my song.
trying so hard to try and get along.
he brings over his girls and its like the end of the world.
he trys to replace mom, and he send me in swirls.
whats wrong with my life, i dont want a nu mom.
everything he does just seems so wrong.
he wont leave me alone, and he just pushes me down.
some how i feel i wasnt made by this clown.
but i keep going on, singing my song.
knowing one day he will be gone.
i bang my head on the wall. and pick myself up when i fall.
he beats me sometimes but i dont have the ballz.
to show him wut i am, and to kick his ass.
so i prey to jesus every sunday at mass.
hoping to go home one day and see him gone.
god that would b a happy day for me to sing my song.
when the chost is clear. and the sky is blue.
the clouds will b gone and the beatings are through.
but until that day comes, i can only wonder.
if god will save me from the lighting and thunder.

S to the Z.