Dedicated to my Mother

April 19, 2009
By Chris Mathis BRONZE, Tulare, California
Chris Mathis BRONZE, Tulare, California
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I know I hurt your feelings and broke your heart
But remember I wasn't all bad from the start
I was once a kind kid with no sense of aggression
Now regretting the crimes I did I’m learning my lesson
I used to be shy back in elementary
Then I was that guy headed towards penitentiary
Life could of been easy if I did what you said
I caught my self-heading down a path soon to be dead
I know life wasn't easy trying to raise two kids
I want you to know Im thankful for everything you did
I used to get high scores and win silver medals
Now I rob stores and hang out in the ghettos
I used to be a sweet kid with no harmful intent
But now im seen as always guilty and never innocent
I used to be happy giving my family's trust
Now I'm looked at with a grim look of disgust
It’s all my fault I'm looked at this way
But now I’m changing it will all be ok
It's all my fault I am to blame
Here I am hanging my head in shame
It's all my fault I played life like a game
But when I get out things won’t be the same

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on Jun. 5 2009 at 8:24 pm
E.L.W. PLATINUM, Glen Allen, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels.
The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes -
the ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules and they have no respect for the status quo.
They push the human race forward.

There is a lot of feeling in that -- just spend a little more time on the writing aspect of it. But so far, it looks very good. Heavy subject matter...

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