Violence
Penny sighed as she sat down. After hearing the news of her mother getting pregnant yet again. Her reaction was quite different than her parents expected. Penny winced as she thought about it.
Six bottles went down the drain ,
One hour's a waste of time,
I'd ask if you feel the same,
Still pushin' that chance to try.
Even though her mother and father were smiling as they told the 'good news', she could still see the pain in their eyes, like they were hiding something. Her brothers did not seem to be bother to much by the bombshell of it all. She may be 9 now but she still wanted to be young again.
Your breath in this cool room chill,
Long hair that goes side to side,
You speak and make time stand still,
And each time walk right on by.
She knew that she was probably being selfish but she thought she would be the one and only baby of the family. Now that would all change.
Like violence! You have me . forever and after,
Like violence! You kill meee! Forever and after.
It was bad enough she got picked on by her peers for having such fertile parents and now it was going to be worse.
Can't count all the eyes that stare,
Can't count on the things they see,
She kills with no life to spare,
Just victims are left to bleed,
Holy crap! She thought. What if they end up like the other twins Preston and Porter. It made her shudder just thinking about it.
One drink and the pain goes down,
Soft shadows lay by her feet,
Lay soft as you slowly drown,
Lay still as you fall asleep.
Then again , she grinned to herself as she thought of he possibility of more girls in the family. She'd like that . Give them her old clothes and teach them the tricks of suburbia. You know what? Maybe it may not be so bad having more siblings.
(fall asleep)
Like violence! You have me . Forever and after,
Like violence! You kill meeee! Forever and after. Like violence.