Selfish little drama fiends
I guess some people don’t change for the better
They change for the worse
Becoming a parent truly shows your colours
Wither you’re a selfish person with your head stuck up your ass
Or you make sacrifices and give your children your all
A friendship has been broken
Two friends grew apart
I thought I knew this person
But I don’t even know where to start
She had the nerve to visit from out of town
With barely any dough
To mooch off me who has only got $350 cash flow
Expecting me to pay, and feed her 3 children
I have 2 children of my own
Expecting me to take her out sight seeing
While her cash is waiting for her back at home
She’s always broke, taking out loans
And when she’s got the dough…
It goes to junk, hair dye, and delivery
Always running short when it comes to feeding her kids
She reminisces and dreams of “the skinny days”
Yeah, back when she could be a whore
If she didn’t sit on her ass on the computer all day
Got up
Got out
Walk, run, jump, get up off your lazy high horse
Maybe she’d be happy with herself
Her kids, indoors, staring at a screen
Her baby strapped in front of a TV with food
Heaven forbid a boy that plays that would be too much work
Pity the boy that didn’t have a choice, forced into habits to be obese
She thinks about cheating
Or leaving her man
Because he’s an alcoholic
I bring it up, they bite of my head off
And rub the fact that I was abused in my face
Some friend, eh?
At least the man I choose to have by my side can change after making a mistake
Rather than making the same mistake over and over
And continually putting a burden, a hurt on his family without an effort to change
They neglect their kids; they are so concerned with themselves
Baby boy starts eating his own shit
When will these two grow up? Wake up?
Notice that that’s not right
I was only trying to help
But instead my friendship got shut out
Perhaps the truth is too hard for them to swallow
Unless they are careless, empty and hollow
Little boy is behind in his speech
What a surprise!
He was never read to, spoke to, and just forced to watch TV
These people are sick inside
I cannot associate with that kind
For the best for my family, we are better without
These selfish beings that dwell and pout
Broadcasting their problems
Yet get upset when someone speaks up
Stop telling the world than
Pity seeking drama queens
Just leave me alone than
You’re no loss, selfish little drama fiends
Something’s got to change
But can you? I doubt
Still haven’t figured out what responsibility is about
Text copyright © 2010 By Pooks
I guess some people don’t change for the better
They change for the worse
Becoming a parent truly shows your colours
Wither you’re a selfish person with your head stuck up your ass
Or you make sacrifices and give your children your all
A friendship has been broken
Two friends grew apart
I thought I knew this person
But I don’t even know where to start
She had the nerve to visit from out of town
With barely any dough
To mooch off me who has only got $350 cash flow
Expecting me to pay, and feed her 3 children
I have 2 children of my own
Expecting me to take her out sight seeing
While her cash is waiting for her back at home
She’s always broke, taking out loans
And when she’s got the dough…
It goes to junk, hair dye, and delivery
Always running short when it comes to feeding her kids
She reminisces and dreams of “the skinny days”
Yeah, back when she could be a whore
If she didn’t sit on her ass on the computer all day
Got up
Got out
Walk, run, jump, get up off your lazy high horse
Maybe she’d be happy with herself
Her kids, indoors, staring at a screen
Her baby strapped in front of a TV with food
Heaven forbid a boy that plays that would be too much work
Pity the boy that didn’t have a choice, forced into habits to be obese
She thinks about cheating
Or leaving her man
Because he’s an alcoholic
I bring it up, they bite of my head off
And rub the fact that I was abused in my face
Some friend, eh?
At least the man I choose to have by my side can change after making a mistake
Rather than making the same mistake over and over
And continually putting a burden, a hurt on his family without an effort to change
They neglect their kids; they are so concerned with themselves
Baby boy starts eating his own shit
When will these two grow up? Wake up?
Notice that that’s not right
I was only trying to help
But instead my friendship got shut out
Perhaps the truth is too hard for them to swallow
Unless they are careless, empty and hollow
Little boy is behind in his speech
What a surprise!
He was never read to, spoke to, and just forced to watch TV
These people are sick inside
I cannot associate with that kind
For the best for my family, we are better without
These selfish beings that dwell and pout
Broadcasting their problems
Yet get upset when someone speaks up
Stop telling the world than
Pity seeking drama queens
Just leave me alone than
You’re no loss, selfish little drama fiends
Something’s got to change
But can you? I doubt
Still haven’t figured out what responsibility is about
Text copyright © 2010 By Pooks
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