mental

Scared freckles jumped off the faces of ppl with no exapression.

Tears held rallys at the tip of there noses,

And with my looking eye I could taste the fears placed upon there faces........

Bloody hands frm griping life, holding each memory tight!

(Here's a little insight)


He loved taking the trash out it was the only time he went outside.......

She jumped out of her skin,
Took her spirit to church knowing with her sin...................
She felt nobody would forgive them,but god....

Hes use to salen his toys in front of his house to the kids playing bball,
Cause
It was the only way he could eat when his tummy started to rumble.

She use to walk the streets looking for her mother in every alley.....
She use to wait by the phone every other hour for her father to call her collect......

Go fucking figuer

He use to reach for his moms love all he needed was a hug....
But her distraction
Misunderstood her sons actions,
So she would slap um instead!

She use to hold Barbie dolls at night an cry...........

He use to hide under his covers at night with a flash light..........