And It's Over To History For The Weather

Live through this,

called useless as a kid.

A cunt, flat footed,

friend of a Yid.

Live through this,

raped in my teens.

“I want to suck a cock, boy,

take off your fuckin’ jeans.”

Live through this,

“You’ll never be a Dad.”

Wank into a specimen jar,

until half blind, going bad.

Live through this,

a crack pipe and alone.

Ring, ring, "Help me please!" 

Always broken phones.

Live through this,

the knowledge of the pain.

Today I carry an umbrella, 

to shelter from the rain.