cold cars
with kids inside
As there mothers
order another beer
not even caring
About the well being
Of there children
that they are
leaving there
I don’t like this
everyone is looking at us
like we are strange
I don’t need this
whats going on
I don’t understand
Go to live with
My daddy now
But what is
so wrong with my mommy
I don’t understand
But I guess that
I will
My mommy wrote
me a letter
and told me
that she was really sorry
for what she did
But I don’t
Even get it
what did she do
In the first place
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