what wld you do-.

what wld you do if your son's at home
lying all o'ver on the bedroom floor
cos' he's hungry
and the only way to feed him is to -
sleep with a man for a lil bit of money
and his daddy's gone.
somewhere smokin' rock now
in and out the lock now
i aint got a job now.
so for you this is just a good time
but for me this is what i call life.
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a nice song. thot of it when i had to mk a decision about *ahem*
i wish i cld just TELL everyone what im goin' thru or tinkin abt
and hope i can have a lil referendum of mine
to see what i shld do in the best interest of everyone.
and then i figured-
NTH i do will benefit anyone right now.

that poor poor innocence that i have to forsake
for the good of myself.
but the selfishness that overrode why i even bothered to do it in the beginning
will eat me on the inside
and the guilt of an unborn chance to try and be God's gift, God's angel of mine, will forever be my downfall.

and i will never rise again.
till i learn the meaning of responsibility.

ohgod rach- you bloody idiot.