It’s something i wrote after going through having chemo with a small chance of living and having my father not be there i was upset…
You are a CLOWN CLOWN
Wasn’t even around
You say you were there
But I must ask where
You were missing in action
Zero divided by a fraction
I told you that I hate you
Wish you were a tooth pick so I could break you
So that you could feel the pain
So I could see the sunshine from the rain
Your eyes look evil always blood shot red
Walking around like you the living dead
You put my sister against me
You try and try to break me
But I refuse to let the enemy take me
As you can see I am still here
And no longer will I shed tears
You are a CLOWN CLOWN
Keep acting this way you will just stay down
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