By Arcassin Burnham



I need alittle help to cure my sanity,
adam and eve,
never chose what they overcame,
and she never ever plan to have a child,
as scared as she was,
things would never be the same,
some of us were unplanned children,
where are our fathers,
look at the way that were living,
look at your daughters,
look at your sons,
look at your choice that appeared to be born,
me and her were both *******,
the reasons we met,
teens with some kind of cause,
was nobel respect,
rebel we were,
you were mad and i was mad,
and they say pain of birth,
is a womans curse,
well im big mistake in life,
why did my mother hurt.