Hey hoe

Who gives a fuck if I live or die
Who cares if I'm alone and wish to cry
They should have thought of it before instead of asking why;

Now it's to late to gather the corn!

What happened to the promise of help and support?
What good were all the platitudes that gave me naught?
It is my decision now and I still choose to abort!

A cross perhaps still to be bourn.

Effigies standing as means to scare
Whilst being friendly to some; other's beware
All the good they could give yet emotionally bare

Their chance to stand and mourn

I didn’t ask for their friendship! They gave it to me
I give love in return ask no pity you see
All I asked in return was the right to be free.

However we reap what we sow............................................