I can remember it like it was yesterday..
The yard where I used to sit and play...
Mom would sit inside and listen to the wall
and my dad owned a shop down at the strip mall
I'd play tonka and matchbox until the sun when down
and then when the streetlights kicked on, I was homeward bound..
A two story stucco, out by the woods with the bears
A room with a view and a world full of lost cares..

They didnt argue at first, that took a couple of yearsand then one day
came and I had to confront my words fears..
Furniture flying, incessiant lying, momma's crying and inside, this
family's dying..

I always pictured us as the perfect family, all of us can drink, smoke
and kick back and laugh
but that kinda logic is made without first doing the math.
I knew that things were fucked up, but I never saw how bad
maybe because I knew that it would just end me up alone and sad...
Dad went away first, in a spite of rage and screming...
about the lies my mom has said and the demiseshe was scheming..

These are the people who love me, the people who protect me, they are my
love, they are my family..

Mom took a couple more years after she couldnt beat or drink me away
so I ended up with my grandparents on a hot summers day,,,
Mom fell off the planet, to a big asteroid belt of readyrocks
while my Dad was off somewhere trying to find other women to wash his
socks...
I grew up in a broken home with broken hips
So it's hard for me to see love comming from these lips..
For how is a world of love set straight
when your raised with people who can't relate.
I look around and see plastic on the couch
and deal with people who resemble the grouch.
Hip operations and gentle food on the ass
while I resort to a life of drinking and smoking grass.
Forget about the pain, forget about them..
Forget about her... and forget about him.
A million miles away it seems today...
No white house, no yard in I used to play
just this reminder of a unplanned parenthood
that ended up me being this resentful and no good.

06/26/2003

Author's Note: This was inspired by a song by pink.. Im sure you all know what Im talking about.. since I figured I might as well just throw all my family buisness out there for the media exposure that I'll get... Come one, Come all!! See how fucked up my life really is... puh-lease.

Posted on 06/26/2003
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