A girl of mine

This is a true story:


Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic


Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair


She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound


Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure


A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?


But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die


She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "


Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did


Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by


Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made


She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of s***!"


The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying


Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse


One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor


It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

STOP CHILD ABUSE!!!

Dear Mom,...

Mendadak kangen Mom. Terpicu oleh Si Zombie (temen di kubikel sebelah yang hobi begadang sampai matanya item2 ;-)) dengan koleksi mp3 komputernya yang pagi ini disetel full bass&treble hingga 5 skala richter.

Mama thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I’m not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
For the times I forgot

Mama remember all my life
You showed me love, you sacrificed
Think of those young and early days
How I’ve changed along the way

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I’m sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
I miss you, I miss you

Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
All of the storms I may have caused
And I’ve been wrong dry your eyes

Mama I hope this makes you smile
I hope you’re happy with my life
At peace with every choice I made
How I’ve changed along the way

And I know you believed in all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you, Mama

Special Memo:

terimakasih Mom (juga Dad) yang percaya Gee bisa mencari nafkah dari mencorat-coret kertas seharian! U re so "Wow".. I love U