thank you for making me write this bush. go suck a cock cause that's the only thing ur good at.
This world is strange to.
You;re told one thing this minute
But the next you're being yelled at about it.
Parents are less concered.
Children more unruly.
There's no control.
So much talk about liberty.
Fighting for the cause
And the red, white, and blue.
Seeking out the bad guy that might no exist.
While fighting the internal demons of our own.
I'm at a loss of what to say.
There are times when I wish...
That I was four again.
The cruel world wasn't so cruel.
Lollypops and dolls
Would be number one on my list.
Not worl peace and where I will go to college.
I'd be more concered about getting cutties,
Instead of "Will this relationship last?".
Daddy would still be my hero,
Not some guy I'm always mad at.
My big brother would be the villian,
Not some nameless face in the crowd.
Life would be so much simpler,
Easier to reconize
Than this strange world around me.
i wrote that about 2 days after 9-11. it's call Raw because that's how i felt after writing it. thank you so much bush for taking away any hope i could have given to my children. thank you for making it so when i wish to travel over sea's i will have to prtend to be canadian and not an american for fear that some person who's pissed at the US will want to kill me in hopes that it make then feel better. fuck you very much!!!!!
*Hell hath no fury like a womens anger and damn be the fool who gets in her way*
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