Baby
Baby, beggin' me
wants some money
buy some clothes
pretty up
that's all she can do
since she's not you
there's her corner
she waits for a man
can't do anything else
she's on a whim
wants to change
but can't pay tuition
Baby cried to me
she wants a real life
she wants to leave me
I only suppose
she wants to be like you
but you're a drug
Baby ran away
to another province
Baby made me beg
Baby made me cry
Baby I'm sorry
Now I only have my drugs
and our baby
Our baby, I'm sorry.
Tyson's Slave: Basically, this is something I wrote about me and my dad, how he loved alcohol and drugs and abused my mom. He's apoligizing to me in my poem. I didn't know which catergory to put it in ... SORRY!!