Swings - Poem
Jun. 12th, 2004 08:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yellowhordeI remember it was in the spring of 1986 when I wrote this. I was sitting in the park and I was very upset about something, though I can't remember what exactly, probably about my no-good stepfather. Seems likely. He was the bane of my existence. Loser.
SWINGS
To swing on a swing
It's a solitary thing
Its something you do all alone
When there's no one to talk to
Cause nobody cares
And nobody loves you at home
SWINGS
To swing on a swing
It's a solitary thing
Its something you do all alone
When there's no one to talk to
Cause nobody cares
And nobody loves you at home
