cherry Tucker

Stealing - Poem by cherry Tucker

Stealing is bad,
A bad habbit i had,
I steal from the man that i call dad,
He's the best dad i have ever had,
And the only one i will ever have,

All I do is hurt, hurt, hurt, him even more,
When i get cought i always feel like a whore,
It even hurts me to the core,

My mom says that im a 'peice of s**t',
That made me feel like my life is a little bit,

My mom and dad will never understand how bad i feel,
And i feel like a knife just stabed me in the back and cant get out,
When will see the light at the end of the tunnel,
Cuz i cant find m way out.

{oh and this is a true story!

Comments about Stealing by cherry Tucker

  • (4/17/2008 1:41:00 PM)

    you spelled habit wrong (Report) Reply

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  • (4/17/2008 11:15:00 AM)

    A sad, sad state of affairs! I'll leave you a message.

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  • (4/17/2008 10:49:00 AM)

    this is very nice! do you let your feelings out alot cuz this is very good myself! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2008

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