Diary Of A Drunk Driver, by MrsPeterson Subscribe to rss feed for MrsPeterson

I'd be out playing soccer, my favorite sport 
Instead, I sit here in court 
I'd be out getting myself a good education 
Instead, I'm being taken to the police station 
I'd be out with my friends, driving fancy cars 
Instead, I'm sitting here behind bars 
I'd be out seeing all the sights, 
Instead, I'm here being read my rights 
I'd be out getting a job in a good institution 
Instead, I've just been sentenced to execution 

We all make mistakes 
But mine are not forgivable by this world 
I hope God will have mercy 
Or I'll burn forever in hell!
Posted: 2005-04-10 01:35:26 UTC

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