Somtimes I Am Brutally Reminded Just How Good I Have Life
And like a gun kills, a knife can too
I was stabbed thrice, how bout you?
Once by my mom, pop the other two
Child abuse kid, ward of the state
I know it was the past, but I just can't shake
How you had a kid, beat me like a slave
I was only three, how could I misbehave?
I didn't know better, you could teach me first
You said "fuck that" then you beat me worse
There's pain in this verse, hard to go home
Magoo is a man so I must hold on.
- Magoo, "Hold On"
From this track I put up four days ago.
While at Renegade, I was constantly wishing I had a laptop to write on, or a digital camera to take pictures. However, I am tired now, and was planning to hit Sanctuary but don't think I'll manage either blogging or going. More than anything, I want a shower with warm water, I have been waiting for the water to warm up for quite some time.
Time to try again.
Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Lost Prophets - A Thousand Apologies
Currently Eating: Whole Wheat Wrap with White Basmati Rice, Spicy Refried Beans, Corn Relish, Cherry Tomatoes, Tomme de Chevre, Deli Sprouts. This is my second one.
PS Man I want a shower, still no hot water. Urrrrg, post-rave-y.
PPS Another Reminder