Where were you when we all needed you. You think you Can just show up and claim me. Well fuck that you can't claim me I'm not yours to claim
You think I belong to you
Well, I don't, where the hell was you during the tough times. When mom was hooked on crack and popping pills. You weren't there then so what the fuck makes you think you can show up now.I'm not yours to claim. Like you said my mom was nothing to but a hooker that got knocked while Popping pills and jerking you off.
So wake up man here's the reality we ain't family, we ain't friends, so stay the fuck away from me and my sisters before I end up in a fucking jail cell for tearing you another whole that you can speak shit with.
-Enrique.
Goes out to my ass of a father who thinks that he can come and claim me after all these fucking years.
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PoezjaPoetry. Words have so many meanings . And I put it all in this book. The love, pain, rage, raw feelings all into this book enjoy!