I used to be a tiny baby girl
With momma always sayin'
She's very proud of me; but she never
realised the tiny baby had big dreamsMomma had her plans
thought out for her baby
But those blueprints
just weren't for meI wished I'd told her
Right there and then
But mommy's happiness
meant everything to the
Little girl of tenNow look what has become of me
Think of all the things I could've been
All the things I could've done
My life's weathered away doing
The things I didn't even have a taste for...I hope your happy now mum
Now that the strings have come undone
Here's the knife, here's my vein
I'll never retrieve all the wasted time
This life isn't mine so I'll throw it away.
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Shawty's Rhyme Book
ПоэзияHere's a book of poetry which doesn't exactly rhyme. Each one may hold a thousand different meanings, but I just hope it means something to you... That's the only thing I need. Shawty❤ Highest Rankings: #36 in Poetry (09/06/2016) #1 in #lightpoetry...