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Good Enough

Contributed by Gaia on Thursday, 11th October 2007 @ 11:10:18 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Staring at these bodies, praying that the sun will never rise.
A murder walks the street tonight.
So alone, blood of friends on my hands.
I'm so alone living a life of lies.
I grew up so fast where did the years go?
You did this to me, threw my life out the door.
Sometimes it's never enough.
Don't forget to win first place, thats what you told me.
Be a good boy, keep smiling, you got to measure up.
How long before I mess up and how many times do you have to tell me to hurry up.
Shut up, thats the last thing you told me.
You said, that wasn't good enough, I should have done it the way you would have.
But I'm not you, now am I?
Harder, make me prouder, well ***** off I'm done being everything your not.
I just want to be me, be everything I know I can.
I'm done with it all, I can't take anymore pain.
Leave me be, I want nothing more to do with you or your friends.
It's over, I told them, you hurt me and I won't let you hurt anyone else.
There all safe form you know.
All it cost was my life, but then what life did I have being you toy, your not worthy son.
Well tell me, Mother was I finally good enough for you?




Copyright © Gaia ... [ 2007-10-11 11:10:18]
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Re: Good Enough (User Rating: 1 )
by -Nik-91- on Friday, 12th October 2007 @ 09:49:22 PM AEST
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wow thats mean i really dont like people like that i think if they do something like that to some one then they should suffer bad really good poem


Re: Good Enough (User Rating: 1 )
by -Nik-91- on Friday, 12th October 2007 @ 09:49:22 PM AEST
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wow thats mean i really dont like people like that i think if they do something like that to some one then they should suffer bad really good poem




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