I was born with a needle in my arm,
an addict the day I left the womb.
My first breath was of cigarette smoke,
Mother dear, watch me choke.
Oh baby blue eyes,
open them again.
Oh baby blue eyes,
let us not pretend.
Oh baby blue lips,
close those blood shot eyes.
Be quiet, now fall asleep,
I dont want to hear your cries.
I dont care.
Every time she drank herself to sleep;
I would lie there in the dark,
I would cry there in the dark.
Wrapped in the arms of shadow,
fearing she would not wake tomorrow.
I would weep.
Oh baby blue eyes,
get out of mine.
Oh baby blue eyes,
Im out of my mind.
Get the fuck out,
you little faggot.
Get the fuck out,
coz Ive had it.
Go, and just remember
that I dont care.
Out there on my own,
no place to call home.
I escaped like she did,
lived just as she did;
barely living at all.
Oh baby blue eyes,
come back to me.
Oh baby blue eyes,
wont you accept an apology?
Oh mother,
if only you knew;
knew what became of me.
Then you would know
that its too late.
Too late to apologize.
Too late to say sorry.
Oh baby blue eyes,
open them again.
© Danni Goldring, 2008















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