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ChildhoodCategory: (general)
Sunday, 5 June 2011
11:19:32 PM (GMT)
Without my parents,
I matured, made mistakes, grew
There were possible pregnancies, drug over doses, melistation
This was my life, but they never knew

While people were first experimenting with alcohol,
I was tripping on "x"
they were having their first kisses
I was having sex

Naive child, I let them have what they wanted 
So insecure I felt loved, a false boost to my self-esteem
It is now just a blur, but I know the tally
It was more than 16 different guys by the time I was fourteen.

My parents screaming, fighting, alcohol, weed, ecstacy, 
4 morning after pills, experincing what no 13-year-old should
these are the dark thoughts that enter my mind 
when I think back to my so-called childhood.

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