where the fuck were you when i needed you’re help,
where the fuck were you when i needed a friend,
where the fuck where you when no one else was there,
where the fuck were you when it was me against the world,
man,
its like fuck you
middle finger to your face,
now you want something from me,
but i can’t do nothing for you so long,
where the fuck were you when you said through all this shit we’d stay true,
but,
where the fuck were you,
but i mean pain runs deeper than blood right
- Author: melisa alpizar ( Offline)
- Published: December 3rd, 2015 12:38
- Comment from author about the poem: 11/13/15
- Category: Family
- Views: 87
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