Just one more.....
I bin bad agin
Forgive me honey do…
I bin bad agin...
And this time..its to you..
I really don't appreciate the kindness that you give,
In fact I bin so bad my babe
I really shouldn't live.
You only say the nicest things that make me fill with shame,
but hell I'm just a no good gal who'll always do the same!
You bale me out and take me home and tuck me in my bed,
but no one ever tries to sort what goes on in my head.
These thoughts I think and then forgit and just pick up a glass
Someone should grab me by the throat and kick me in the ass
I do it all to block it out, the anger and the pain,
but nothin' ever changes and I do it all again.
So yeah, Im sorry honey, that I let you down some more,
but no one cares enough to hold the bottle whilst I pour
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem