my name is jacobb st.andrew. i am 6 feet tall,185. i play sports. the sports i play are football, wtrstling, and track. i write about my life, and nothing else, unless i am made to. people say they love me, but always leave me. so if u tell me that u love me, mean it, get the hell out of my life.
People say that my dad was a good man, but the thing is if he was a good man then why did he leave a 11 year old to feed a family of 3 by himself.
The day I turned 12 I started working for my family because we had no dad.
I live for my mom, and sisters.
Hope, people tell me you are to young for me.
People say that you are to cute for me, and I agree with them.
Hope you are to cute for me, you can get anyone you want, and trust me, people want you.
The way you make me feel is sad.
You took my world and put it upside down.
You took my body and made it want more.
I walk home from school to see you getting beat up again.
I walk right past, not even looking back.
I know you will lose, but i don't care anymore.