Jackson, 12 february 2012
COURT DAY
Lawyer 1 - Sir, I can guarantee you that my client didn't do it.
Lawyer 2 - But your honor we got video tapes to proof it.
If you watch them you can clearly see the bruises,
On the ones that he abuses.
This man has a temper and he will quickly lose it.
Drew - How does he chooses.
Mom - He takes the information he got and fuse it.
And I think he's about to say his conclusion.
So act like it is music,
And just listen to it.
Judge - Listen up everybody I have decided,
Being reminded of the violence,
Shown on the tape.
I find the defendant guilty,
He will serve years in jail,
About 5 to 8.
LAST MEETING
Mom - I just want to thank you for everything you did.
For me and my kid.
I don't know happened to our relationship.
It just deflated,
And faded,
And I hated,
Being degraded.
And I always stated,
To my kids that we're going to make it,
Out of this bad situation.
And get into a equation,
That equaled happiness and we waited with patience.
And now that we have it, we aint going to waste it.
And for you to watch the abuse and tape it,
Was brilliant it should be A graded.
And right now I should get the thanking,
You for all your help.
Therapist - Don't worry about it,
I love putting people first before myself.
And if I can do anything at all
For y'all,
Just call.
Mom - Will do,
And Drew,
If you have anything else to say,
You should say it now because today will be our last day.
Drew - I just want to let you know that you changed my life in many ways,
I got a thank you list on my myspace,
And you're on the front page.
Because you been there for me through every single phase,
And stage,
That I been through,
And if we do,
Move,
You'll be the first person that I send to.
Therapist - If you need any advise just ask,
Because whatever you go through,
I probably went through in the past.
And I will lend you,
Anything you need just ask.
Drew - You've already helped me in and out of class.
What more could I ask for.
Therapist - maybe some advise so you won't go backwards.
Drew - You don't have to worry because forward will be my only movement.
Therapist - Well talk is cheap son,
I'm going to need you to prove it.
Jackson, 12 february 2012
DREW - HERE"S YOUR PROOF.
IS THIS GOOD ENOUGH DOC.
THIS THE RESULT OF MY DAD GOING TO THE CLUB
AND TAKING A FEW FUN SHOTS.
AND WHEN HE CAME BACK I HEARD A FEW GUN SHOTS.
I was in my room I paused,
I stopped,
My sister,
Dolls,
Dropped.
She was shocked.
Then she ran under the bed to hide.
I told her stay inside,
When I checked on what we thought was a drive-by.
But when I opened the door,
The only thing that was driving,
Was that bullet to my eye.
And the worse part about it is that,
I didn't even know why.
But that's why you didn't see me at all last week.
I was in a hospital bed not able to see,
Or speak,
Or do anything.
Cause I was in a coma for the last several nights.
And my parents last several fights,
Ended up like this,
Somebody getting hurt,
Mentally,
Physically,
Or emotionally.
And that really takes a toll an me.
It's suppose to be summer,
But it feels so cold to me.
And I don't know what to do.
My life is like a situation,
In which I automatically lose.
It's filled with so many choices
That I don't even get to chose.
And the worse part about it is that,
I always get abused.
THERAPIST - Well you must be confused,
With your old life.
Because I'm going to make sure all that change.
I can get a professional lawyer
If I just pull some strings.
So you don't have to worry about a thing.
I'm going to make sure he goes to jail,
With no bail.
We're going to see how he like life,
Behind a cell.
So don't worry because this plan can't fail.
Everything will go well.
You don't even have to yell or tell.
You'll be protected like a snail,
Under his hard cover shell.
DREW - Are you sure.
THERAPIST - I'm a sure as I can be.
Because if anybody wants to get to you,
They'll have to get through me.
But that's not something you should be,
Worrying about.
Just go to your house.
And go to sleep through the night,
You'll see the light,
When you wake up,
And everything will be alright.
Jackson, 12 february 2012
THERAPIST - We're going to be meeting everyday of the week.
So as you sit in that seat,
Don't be afraid to speak.
And tell me what is going on in your life.
And I'm going to try to figure out,
What is wrong,
And what is right.
DREW- Well you want to know how my life is,
It's dull and lifeless.
These cuts on my arms show you where the knife is.
Or should I say where the knives been.
And the nights been,
So dark and I'm just trying to figure out
Where the light is.
It's so much darkness in the world,
I'm starting to think that it's light less.
Because the only time I see it is,
When I'm looking at lightning.
And at home
I'm so alone besides my baby sister,
But she's always frighten,
Because my parents are fighting.
And I never go into their room,
Because that's where they fight in.
And I'm not a stranger to the hospital,
Because that's where the fights end.
So sometimes I go to friend house to have a smoke,
We just pass it around and say light this.
Yeah I know it seems dumb,
But it's fun getting drunk,
The next day not knowing what was the outcome,
Of the booze and the rum.
Because it's a great escape,
If you don't have a place to hind or run.
My dad has a box of cigarettes but I only light one.
THERAPIST - What about the girls at school.
DREW- Man I only like one.
But the problem is,
Where ever she's at,
You can expect,
That is where the drama is.
Baby mama,
Got a kid,
Don't know where the father is,
You can say he's fatherless.
And I know exactly how that be,
I know I got a dad but it doesn't count,
If he's a dead beat.
And if he heard me said that I'd probably,
Be dead meat.
Cause he beats us and mistreats us,
My mom, my sister and me.
THERAPIST - So why don't you all pack up your bags,
And leave.
DREW - Because it's not as easy as it seems,
He pays for everything,
Our clothes, our bills,
Even the ingredients that my mom takes to make meals.
THERAPIST - Well why don't you ask for help.
DREW - Well that's why I came to you.
THERAPIST- I can see what I can do.
But I'm going to need more proof.
And it all starts with you.
I need you to write what's going on,
In your home.
In a notebook when you're alone.
It's just between you and me.
And I'll see you tomorrow after school at three.
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