I went to the bar just to see what I might ignite. You know I bring a fire storm. Then a fight. Guess I'm not the type to walk away. Can you hear mama crying in the night. Broken bones and stiches, Sore the next day.
I always made it home no matter the odds. Didn't care if it was one or five. I have the desire I have the will. Damn it I will survive.Many tryed to kill me but still I'm alive.
How long must I struggle with the spring tightning inside? Wonder when it will be sprung. For all of my failures At least I tryed. No matter what life brung. I learned to survive. Damn it, I'm still alive.
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-08-19 17:47:01
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