my inflicted pain, your incredible shame
my father I probably won't ever know his name why bother a growling stomach, at constant vomit the lights are off, my chronic coughsmy snotty nose, it's cold the food is spoiled with mold lifestyle is wild, tricked out and foul, she smoke that mary jane, she drank liquor to ease the pain, she curses me, she's going insane, im just a child, to be born, i never asked, I'm sorry if I am a burden or task, its at a repeat annually, department of children and family will be handling me, it seems you don't care clearly, i need love so dearly, i never chose this path, I'm just an aftermath of your careless youth, i speak the truthhe can't pay the electric, but he lays up and can't pay uphe's non effective whatsoever, how can he ever call a shot, when all he do is getyou hottakesand hauls ass, no food, no cashi wish this time would ever so passwil I have a future I ask?
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