Melissa Buss

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My mom and dad split when I was 3. They were never married. My dad was sent to prison for dealing drugs. My mom and I really didn't have the bond we should have. She would take me to my grandparents while she went to the bar. She would never come back and get me, the only time I would go home was when my grandparents brought me there. My dad finally got out of prison when I was 7. I had 4 years of people making fun of me because of my dad. I was a really pretty young girl, my uncle used to say. But yet no one seemed to like me. As I got a little older people began to accept me. I had a really good friend who was really popular * i was 10* I thought that it was going to be my goal to be fake and have everyone like me, I acted like nothing was wrong with me but there was. When I got into 7th grade I began using drugs. I did Marajawa and cocaine. I was sent away 3 times because of it. When I was in 8th grade everything changed I went back to being everything else but me. I was snotty and stuck up Then my best friend moved to alaska I got back into drugs and started to drink daily. My life has been going in the wrong directiong ever sence. I have been sent a way again 2 more times... and now am attending drug treatment and anger classes. I also see a tharapist every week. I am now learning to express my feelings threw my writing. It helps releave pressure and it helps me have a better understanding of myself. By now if you have read my life story you probly think i am crazy... but thats just the point....)

The Best Poem Of Melissa Buss

Alcohol

You have made my life a living hell
You made my friends stay in a cell

You have made so many people feel good
All of the ones who didn't puke, have should

You almost took my life, not once but twice
You almost made me pay the price

You are a posion and a drug
My mom'b bouyfriend used to sneek you around in a mug

You are the one who made me forget
That my best friend was sick
That I was skinny as a pick
and
That my life wasn't a trick

My whole weekend revolved around you
until my face turned blue
I knew i should have quit
But you made me have fun and it didn't stop me a bit

You killed my uncle, now your going to pay
For all the things you've done Day by Day

So, the next time I see you
you better pray
Because your going to be dumped into the sink
To take the time to think
How many lives you have eraced the ink

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