This is a story.......
I like to sometimes write things that are thought provking. This piece is
written to the tune of the Brady Bunch theme song.
This is a story, about a guy named Marty, that had so many problems of his own. He had a hard time, keeping himself together, that all his friends left him alone. Now Marty is depressed and thinks no one really cares about his plight. Now he’s sitting with his finger on the razor, yearning to see the light.
If someone really gave a shit about this fellow, he wouldn’t be in the spot he’s at now. Feeling like there’s no excape from his problems and wanting to see no more tomorrows.
No he’s not crazy, he just wanted someone to be there. Now he’s, leaking red, and his gaze turns into a blank stare.
You’ll find it funny, how much a small word can go along way. Just showing someone that you care, can keep someone here another day.
This is a story, about a girl named Terry, that had no money of her own. She’s abandon and left on the street, all alone. She’s cold, barely living, and hadn’t had any food in days. She asked some people, standing on the street for some money, and they just turned away. Now, Terry is collapsing, in the darkness of an alley. She has no strength, to keep on living for tomorrow, and is growing colder, all alone.
If someone gave a shit about this lady, she might be seeing a new day. But now, its to late, just because no one could spare a dime her way.
You’ll find it funny, how a few bucks can go along way. Just sparing, a little that you can, can help someone see another day.
What you need to, keep in mind, is that this could be a story about you. Don’t be, so quick to judge, and keep your heart true. Things can change, in a blink of an eye. So try to, keep a clean soul, before you die.
This is a lesson, so hear the message, you never know where you’ll be tomorrow. The same people, that you treated wrongly, you may rely on in the end. So keep, that in mind, the next time someone needs a friend. Don’t learn the lesson, the hard way, because you could of helped someone find a new way.
written to the tune of the Brady Bunch theme song.
This is a story, about a guy named Marty, that had so many problems of his own. He had a hard time, keeping himself together, that all his friends left him alone. Now Marty is depressed and thinks no one really cares about his plight. Now he’s sitting with his finger on the razor, yearning to see the light.
If someone really gave a shit about this fellow, he wouldn’t be in the spot he’s at now. Feeling like there’s no excape from his problems and wanting to see no more tomorrows.
No he’s not crazy, he just wanted someone to be there. Now he’s, leaking red, and his gaze turns into a blank stare.
You’ll find it funny, how much a small word can go along way. Just showing someone that you care, can keep someone here another day.
This is a story, about a girl named Terry, that had no money of her own. She’s abandon and left on the street, all alone. She’s cold, barely living, and hadn’t had any food in days. She asked some people, standing on the street for some money, and they just turned away. Now, Terry is collapsing, in the darkness of an alley. She has no strength, to keep on living for tomorrow, and is growing colder, all alone.
If someone gave a shit about this lady, she might be seeing a new day. But now, its to late, just because no one could spare a dime her way.
You’ll find it funny, how a few bucks can go along way. Just sparing, a little that you can, can help someone see another day.
What you need to, keep in mind, is that this could be a story about you. Don’t be, so quick to judge, and keep your heart true. Things can change, in a blink of an eye. So try to, keep a clean soul, before you die.
This is a lesson, so hear the message, you never know where you’ll be tomorrow. The same people, that you treated wrongly, you may rely on in the end. So keep, that in mind, the next time someone needs a friend. Don’t learn the lesson, the hard way, because you could of helped someone find a new way.
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