I don’t consider myself to be a fancy writer. In that, I am not one for flowery words and phrases, long unpronounceable words that will have you scouring a dictionary to find its meaning.
I write in a somewhat simple style, that flows of your tongue with ease. In a way I write how I speak. I have no formal qualifications, no College or University degree, I have taught myself to write in this fluent and ambitious way. I am very proud of my work as I feel I cover many aspects of today's society that are simply... brushed under the carpet!
I remember as a child being told ”We don’t talk about this and we don’t talk about that.” In today's multicultural world that we live in, I believe that it is important to talk about the things out there that are happening and is real to many people.
The world can be a cruel place to be at times. Maybe if we had all talked about the forbidden, then things would not be so.
Time went on, things remained the same
Until Mr. Graham started to play his game
His game seemed strange and he told me not to tell
He relayed this message to the other girls as well
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Mum and dad always spoiled me rotten
Because my deplorable years were never forgotten
Mum used to buy me expensive things
From designer clothes to solid gold rings
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I decided to go and tidy my room
Gave it a quick sweep with the broom
I went to throw an old coat away
Oh my word, no bloody way!
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My attitude changed a lot after that
Personality so dark, so bland and flat
My attitude causing mum and dad to be stressed
So they went on holiday, they thought it was best
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What was left of my parents was flown back home
Fractures and breaks in almost every bone
The funeral director asked me if I wanted their things
I said I only wanted their gold rings;
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