When we got to class it was almost on cue that guys started asking me for my number or on a date. After rejecting a few, Melanie said "Sorry boys, I saw her first." and then winked at me, grabbed my hand and pulled me to the back of the room. Ms.Horts walked in as the bell rang and walked over to her desk, completely ignoring all of us. After a few minutes she stood up and asked Melanie to go to the front. "Okay class we have a new student today, Miss Melanie Martinez. Please make her feel welcome and don't give her any trouble. Now Melanie, do you have anything you would like to say? Showcase a talent maybe? I mean this is choir class, so I assume you sing. Can you sing a little ditty for us?" Melanie looked nervous but nodded "S-sure. Can I sing something I wrote?" "Of course dear! This is your space. Do with it as you please." Ms.Horts smiled at her and sat down, giving Melanie the floor. Melanie's eyes searched the room as she seemed to be deep in thought, then her eyes settled on me and she looked confident. "I wrote this song a while ago. It's called Birthing Addicts. I hope you guys like it." She started singing and I swear I died and went to heaven.
Pupils begin to observe
Watching the waste on this earth
Mamas don't love their kids like they used to
Letting them smoke their herbsNails bitten down to the nub
Palms out of fire as they rub
Soup never reaches its boil
Dinner ain't the only thing they spoilLet the maggots and worms infest your brain
Got your memory of all fall, times begin
Let that hell of a drug emerge in your veins
And I, will claim that I love you
And I am the one who birthed youSkin tearin' down to the bone
Freckles fall off as they're told
You realize soon your identity changes
No longer the person you were
No longer the person that you adoreLet the maggots and worms infest your brain
Got your memory of all fall, times begin
Let that hell of a drug emerge in your veins
And I, will claim that I love you
And I am the one who birthed youThank you mama
For all you've done
Gave me cancer
And thick black lungs
Left me rotting
On the street
Rather shoot up
Than have food to eatLet the maggots and worms infest your brain
Got your memory of all fall, times begin
Let that hell of a drug emerge in your veins
And I, will claim that I love you
And I am the one who birthed you
And I am the one who birthed youDo, do, do do do, do, do [x2]
Mamas don't love their kids like they used to
Letting them smoke their herbsThe whole class was in awe. She was amazing. She looked towards Ms.Horts, but even she was in awe. The whole class errupted in claps and cheers. She came back and sat next to me grinning ear to ear. "So Melanie. Do you wanna maybe hang out later?" "Sure y/n! That would be awesome!" The rest of the day was pretty normal, Melanie is in four of my classes and I gotta say I love having her around.
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