Father sold his soul for crack wound up in I-C-U
Mother worked out on the streets just to see us through
I was young when mother died disease had claimed her life
That left my fucking addict dad who lived life through a pipe
Every morning every day every night I was scared
So what the hell was I suppose to do
Forgotten soul I’m on my own
There’s no place I can rest don’t really have a home
No photographs just memories
Of child abuse and Mama’s S-T-D’s
First neglect then abuse words no one should hear
Endless pain and misery followed me for years
Runaway the streets I fled just to stay alive
I sold my body broke my soul in order to survive
Every morning every day every night I was scared
So what the hell was I suppose to do
Forgotten soul I’m on my own
Living on the streets homeless, all alone
No photographs vague memories
Of child abuse and family disease
Road weary a child at war
I’ve been fighting year after year
Since the day I was born
In an alley unprepared
A pool of blood and no one cared
Forgotten soul dead and gone
Leaving only unknown etched upon my stone
No photographs no memories
Just another soul lost in eternity
Lost in eternity
Lost in eternity
Forgotten forgotten forgotten forgotten
Forgotten

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