earliest memorys of mom gettin the crap beat out of her and drunkin dad holdin guns to her head
he finally went away after uncl dave took him to within an inch or two of his life...
at least there was that older cousin to take that father figure role and molest me for a couple years
but I finally found peace in drugs and booze at the ripe old age of 8, thank god for the dream state
dealin drugs and smokin coke, havin sex with young girls, take an acid trip, crystal meth, down a bottle of alcohol...
my feckin stepdads a ****, slappin me around kickin me out, what do I care,
stealin cars and havin long hair
sober up and find a girl who'll treat me like *****, marry her and have a few kids till I get my self esteem low, even the foreclosure on the house and the cars repo'd and the business failing seem about right...sure is nice that the wife left me for another guy when things are just about right
sleep around, get an std...and now I have a son who died on me
good thing life aint real an it's all a dream what I've said here
maybe ther'll be other dreamers I can help say the same

 

damn dude.. whats going on?

 

Song lyrics?

 

lol

Someone needs a hug from Oprah.

 

I was hoping I wasnt the only one who was lost reading that.

 

[sm=outcold.gif] That's to hardcore to be your life story man.....You fukin buzz kill










j/k

 

hmm where's dr phil when ya need him?

 

...emo.[sm=boohoo.gif]

 

Dam sp4nk3r, what is going on? Do you need some help?

 

looks like a depressing poem from a kid who needs a hug