Did you ever wonder what it felt like?
To fear for your life?
I used to,
But now I wonder no more
The story starts in seventh grade
with a stupid child named jordan
Okay, screw the poetry, this is retarded
~~~~~~~~~~~~
k, so jordan has been out to keel my cello for years
And my mom got fed up with it.
So she talked to him today
She was really mad
She told him that if the problem continues
That she'd find a way to contact his parents, and tell them about it.
And the mess started
He started telling everyone at school that my mom is a cuckoo
escaped from the assylum
stalking him
When my brother found out
he freaked
poor kid hasn't been at this school long
He dosen't know who to not mess with
And Jordan is friends with some of the
most dangerous people in the school.
My brother hit him
Jordan's friends got up
I ran
Saved him just before they got close enough to punch
And Jordan's friend hates me already
For accidentally kicking her friend.
And so when she foud out that He's my brother
She was more than happy to be out
For our blood
And then, while I was trying to calm myself outside.
My brother tried again
fortunately Jordan's friends weren't there
My brother kicked him this time
Got sent to the vice principal
Thankfully, not the one who likes the hispanic kids over the rest of us
I dunno what happened there.
But I do know that Jordan's parents have been talked to.
But, his friends still scare me
I may be strong
And decent at the martial arts
but I don't know if I could pull it off in a real fight
And she is just as strong as I am
But she's not afraid of hurting someone
she dosen't care what she does
as long as she eliminates what she wants to get rid of
And she has other strong people on her side
And I know, that I can't take more than one.
and my brother isn't all that strong
or coordinated
I'm scared I'll get maimed trying to protect him
I wouldn't put it past her to bring a knife specially for me.
She hates me so much
in a "I want to KILL you" kind of way
And I fear for my life
literally
And I don't want to ask for help
Because it's my battle
And I'd never forgive myself if someone else got hurt
fighting for me.
So, if I am maimed (or killed) , know, and let the news know,
that I was protecting my brother
And my mother's reputation.
because i will not let people talk like that about her.
To fear for your life?
I used to,
But now I wonder no more
The story starts in seventh grade
with a stupid child named jordan
Okay, screw the poetry, this is retarded
~~~~~~~~~~~~
k, so jordan has been out to keel my cello for years
And my mom got fed up with it.
So she talked to him today
She was really mad
She told him that if the problem continues
That she'd find a way to contact his parents, and tell them about it.
And the mess started
He started telling everyone at school that my mom is a cuckoo
escaped from the assylum
stalking him
When my brother found out
he freaked
poor kid hasn't been at this school long
He dosen't know who to not mess with
And Jordan is friends with some of the
most dangerous people in the school.
My brother hit him
Jordan's friends got up
I ran
Saved him just before they got close enough to punch
And Jordan's friend hates me already
For accidentally kicking her friend.
And so when she foud out that He's my brother
She was more than happy to be out
For our blood
And then, while I was trying to calm myself outside.
My brother tried again
fortunately Jordan's friends weren't there
My brother kicked him this time
Got sent to the vice principal
Thankfully, not the one who likes the hispanic kids over the rest of us
I dunno what happened there.
But I do know that Jordan's parents have been talked to.
But, his friends still scare me
I may be strong
And decent at the martial arts
but I don't know if I could pull it off in a real fight
And she is just as strong as I am
But she's not afraid of hurting someone
she dosen't care what she does
as long as she eliminates what she wants to get rid of
And she has other strong people on her side
And I know, that I can't take more than one.
and my brother isn't all that strong
or coordinated
I'm scared I'll get maimed trying to protect him
I wouldn't put it past her to bring a knife specially for me.
She hates me so much
in a "I want to KILL you" kind of way
And I fear for my life
literally
And I don't want to ask for help
Because it's my battle
And I'd never forgive myself if someone else got hurt
fighting for me.
So, if I am maimed (or killed) , know, and let the news know,
that I was protecting my brother
And my mother's reputation.
because i will not let people talk like that about her.
