Fuck Up
FunkeR
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Note: I like the word fuck. This is really about parenting, and the relationship between parents. My lesson of the day, don't have a kid with someone who is a complete drug addict. Not a pretty scene in the end for the non-addict parent and the kid.
you used me once
I'll abuse you twice
you fucked me up
and I'll fuck you down
you hate me
and I hate you
this pain between
has grown beyond you
and it hurts deep down
to see you fall
fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins
you fucked up bad
I'll fuck up worse
I hate your face
you hate my head
fuck your god
and fuck his friends
fuck your idols
who're all dead
fuck this addiction
you've abused beyond words
fuck your downfall
which fuckin hurts me in the end
and fuck you not being there
when the child between us needs you most
fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins
that you have given
that you have used
that we have abused
and all that shit we have
a past we can't forget
this connection known as parents
fuck this hate between you and me
but don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up!
or we'll be the ones recieving the pain
you used me once
I'll abuse you twice
you fucked me up
and I'll fuck you down
you hate me
and I hate you
this pain between
has grown beyond you
and it hurts deep down
to see you fall
fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins
you fucked up bad
I'll fuck up worse
I hate your face
you hate my head
fuck your god
and fuck his friends
fuck your idols
who're all dead
fuck this addiction
you've abused beyond words
fuck your downfall
which fuckin hurts me in the end
and fuck you not being there
when the child between us needs you most
fuck you, fuck me
fuck the world
and fuck this connection
inbetween
fuck you, fuck them
fuck all my friends
and fuck the injection
in my veins
that you have given
that you have used
that we have abused
and all that shit we have
a past we can't forget
this connection known as parents
fuck this hate between you and me
but don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up anymore
don't fuck up!
or we'll be the ones recieving the pain
I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
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how's the other parent? still alive or a goner? Still addicted?
Drug addiction is a hard matter, and mostly the reasons behind the addiction are hard... Do you know why she/he got addicted?
How's the kid now?
Are the male or female?
(Sorry for being rude by asking questions)
I like that poem
Have a wonderful life!
Cheers
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keep it focused man, and never ever let a child suffer for the failures of others. be strong
I'm a guy.
My ex is still alive... doesn't mean she's currently living a worthwhile life though, cause she's still does drugs as far as I know. And my son is under my supervision most of the time, unless my fiance takes him.
And thanks for the compliments.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
need that
thanks
good luck to u
now I'm just a caricature of who I was...
it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you,
is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
inspired by and for FunkR
There I stand in the mirror
fear covering my face
not able to recognize
the distorted reflection.
Afraid to raise my hand
afraid to see the pain caused
looking, seeing not me
looking, seeking me
a misrepresentation
of everything I am.
feeling the pulling
forcing me to look down
forcing me to look upon the face
the face I can not see in myself
the face that brings me joy
the face that's there for me
the face I call son
I use to have something to say
~Juan Azize
No, thank you, for reading it.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
I was just wondering something...
"I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am."
Where did you get that from? Or did you make it up? I love that!