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Presentable Child
This weekend I hung out with Eddie and Eric
And Jill and Steph, shit as many people as I could
Once in a long time,a very long time
I thought my weekend was going good
But that was all ended
By one certain man
Someone who brought me into this life
Odviously it was my dad
I've recently found out that I'm not a presentable child
Because I have long hair and a mind of my own
He wants me to cut my hair but I think he's just jealous
cuz all he has is a crome dome
According to my father I should stop dressing my way,
Stop acting my way,and move out of the basement
He has also said some bullshit about
Me supposedly doing things without his consent
I know I'm just throwing down words
And it's not making much sense
But my mind is filled with so many thoughts
My head just feels so dense
Theres alot more shit
But I don't wanna talk about it
I'm about to flip
I'm alone on a sinking ship
who cares if you're presentable, well actualy i can kind of see his point you could dress a little better, i'm thinking suspenders holding up pants that are a minimum of 2 sizes too small, pocket pertectors, large geeky glasses (not the normal kind cause you look good in those), and to top it all off shave your head... yeah as i said i think your dad is on to something