Friday, November 23, 2007
Free spirit
A girl fighting for love and wanting to be loved, she wore jeans to her wedding she was only sixteen. She didn't get a diamond ring and she didn't care all she knew was that she was no longer there.. around the fights and drugs all her days in and out of the house without delays.. she knew there was more to life than just getting by I know that sometimes its okay to cry , her mother and her never got along she didn't tell her till she was six months along. The doctor said it's a girl she was so happy and the next part is a little sappy...but when that little baby girl looked into her mothers eyes a mothers love she realized. I have gone through life feeling all alone but everyone needs something of there own...and now I'm not your problem and its a better day, you always said i was in the way.. now I'm gone and you want in I'm sorry its too late my heart is closed I'm not having this debate, I have finally found my path in life and you will not push me down like you have before its your turn to feel the cold I've felt, I've slammed the door. I'm not sorry anymore
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