with my 44 im back out the door.
looking for my enimies that are trying to
mess with me cuz no one quite understands
me.
people jealous of someone that has nothing,
my enmies have me surrounded I have no where
to run. No where to hie I live in a foster
home want to come inside?
how close do you want to come to death?
now what do you want?
my soul that the devil just bought?
the lord knows when im dying, but dosent
seem to be able to see me crying.
left for dead a long time ago.
I had to fight for my own, then they took
me away from everything I had ever known.
I bet now you feel bad for hurting me?
im not trying to dissagree but I dont rember
geting on my knee, so just get away from me.
Aron Joe Gilb
Copyright �2004 Aron Joe Gilb