i hurt, but don't mean too! i'm mean, but don't mean too! can't help myself sometimes, i try to be other . . . than what . . i'm not.
please let me? tell you a story about a boy, a father, and a mother.
the mother was "springtime and april showers," a rainbow with love bigger than the "pot O gold!"
ah the father! opposites! somehow . . . some reason . . . they . . . you know?
young love is, young love, you know? well you should, if you do not!
one smart, educated, backward, unsure of herself!
the other, uneducated, backwoods, problems! you know!
one works 40 hour weeks, plus raises 5 children! buries 2. ( my lifetime hero )
other . . . a problem child/adult!
one the strength . . . i'll never have!
other weaknesses of the mind!
after all these years she still lives!
other died from himself, thirty year ago!
what's in store for the little boy,
who possesses both parts of the parents of one/other?
hum . . . it's yet to know,
as he faces daily all parts,
a tryin to become whole, striving, with all his might to be like ONE, not other!
WILL THE LITTLE BOY, NOW AN OLD MAN, DIE FROM THE WOUNDS OF THE "OTHER" OR SHALL HE SURVIVE LIKE "THE ONE?"
THIS STORY SHALL CONTINUE!!!