Poetry

That's What They Say

written by: twonite

Good old childhood days
That's what they say
But these days
I only remember pain
A black eye and bruise
Gets teachers care
Supposedly I fell down the stairs
A happy carefree boy
Makes you pissed and annoyed
Give no cries for help
When I'm struck, I'm not allowed to yelp
That only leads to a few hits more
Another couple beers and he's on the floor
I want to kill him in his drunk sleep
Just hope his soul the devil keeps
When he wakes up i get forty wacks
And I think he's done
Then he gives my mother forty-one