You Knew
You knew I was fucked up
Did you ever imagine that
The damage went this far
You knew I was like this
The child behind the monster
I told you at the start
You knew I couldn't last
Burning up and burning out
So it should be no surprise
You knew I was fucked up
Saw the path I had to tread
To the end of my life
So don't cry for me now
Rejoice and praise because
You knew me while I was alive
About Me
- DrSketch
- If you've never heard of me before, how did you find your way here? Nevermind, doesn't matter. Everyone calls me Dr Sketch, and I write poetry. Some of it's happy, some of it's sad, not all of it is good, but I try to only put up the best of it on here. I'm not very "regular" about updating, but try to get one or two updates a week done...
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