You were never there to
see my first pitch.
You were never there to
see my first board accident.
But you were there for the computer,
tv, couch, and your work.
You lied to mom so many times
SHOOT! you lied to mom all the time
Dont lie to me, not now, not ever
i will scream, kick, cry,
and run away
and go back to all the bad
suff i love.
i don want to i really dont
But if you do i wll too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem