i just need to vent a little
about a former best friend of mine
named Robert Gore
a best friend of mine since the 9'th grade
we were neighbors, kick it pals, shit talkers,
video gamers, basketball players, drunks,
saviors, brothers, best friends.
Robert Gore joined the ranks of the Armed Forces
as a member of the Air Force.
ever since then the bond between Mr. Gore and I
has been faded and consequently tarnished
i worry sick, all the time about my best friend
out there in some foregn land, maybe catching
bullets. i'd try to call, to myspace, to email, anything
to get in contact with my good old best friend who
once lived with me, who i took in when his parents
turned their backs to him, my brother
Robert Gore has not talked to me in two years
is it because he's busy? does he have extensive
tours of duty that prevent him from keeping in contact?
no... he spends his time with a girl he fucked in High School.
going to Disneyland, to dinner, to the movies, to parties; all the
while taking wonderful myspace pictures of his wonderful times
out here in Southern California.
he's got my number, i've given it to him, his mother, his father...
yet he doesnt hit me up at least with a "Hey, what up Pimpsta".
i just wanted to vent, im so sick of this shit
if you dont care then i sure as fuck dont care.
dont expect any prayers from your former brother and best friend
you're just another Duarte Dissapointment
have fun in Iraq, ill vote to send you home