Teen Life.

When you were hear I hated you,
After you hooked up with another,
Behind my sisters back,
Acting has if you rule,
When the rest of us were fools.

Why do it man, you had the best,
Woman and mate any 1 could want,
Yet you stamped on the good and
Roamed with the bad.

Stealing a car,
Wasn't enough for you,
Being with gun runners,
Meant more fame.
And money to feed your,
Habit that became,
Day after day.

I remember when you went straight,
And would verbally abuse any 1 that stole,
You went from being kind and decent,
To being untrustworthy and lost.

But I cant deny I miss you mate,
And would never wish what happened,
Too you on my worse enemy,
Knowing your life was ended that way,
Shot and trapped like a rat crying for,
1 more minute of air.