poem of my life

by flunkiejimmy 9 Replies latest jw friends

  • flunkiejimmy
    flunkiejimmy

    I was a jw until I was 21

    when I got into some trouble for some things I had done

    my dad was a elder and it made him pretty sad

    they said he couldn't talk to me but wait he was my dad

    three got into the car and drove out of the state

    we drove until the weather changed we drove to where we are

    We looked for a kingdom hall we were jws in our head

    and though we all were tired we didn't know that we were dead

    Read some books change my looks walk the streets feel the beats

    See the people with their toys trees with stars shiny cars

    people with book bags and short hair

    at least I made it out of there

  • purplesofa
  • OUTLAW
    OUTLAW

    ..You walked away from the JW`s..That took some guts..To leave all your friends..Even though they were Nuts!..Crazy EyesCrazy EyesAll PraiseCrazy EyesCrazy Eyes..LOL!!.....................Laughing Mutley...OUTLAW

  • SixofNine
    SixofNine

    flunkiejimmy, are you an Englishman?

  • flunkiejimmy
    flunkiejimmy

    no i'm from the great state of texas! :-) here is my myspace http://www.myspace.com/dirtysuit thanks for reading my poem

  • StoneWall
    StoneWall

    heehe nice poem Flunkiejimmy

    Wow you've been a member since july of 2002 and this is your third post...that got to be some kinda record for longest time without posting.

  • OUTLAW
    OUTLAW

    StoneWall..He was writing his poem!..A good poem takes time!!..Artists Block....................Laughing Mutley...OUTLAW

  • StoneWall
    StoneWall

    LOL @ OUTLAW.
    Darn it OUTLAW you made me spew drink all over my keyboard when I read your post.

  • jaguarbass
    jaguarbass

    Cool poem.

    Are you Derricks brother?

  • flunkiejimmy
    flunkiejimmy

    no i don't really know anyone here except my dad posts a lot for years his name is tms something i think. i sometimes get mad at him for spending so much time thinking about the jws and the past. my aunt posts on here to i think a lot but i dont know her name. i try not to spend all my time thinking about the cult but of course it is part of who i am. i can't have a birthday party with out feeling weird and i walk around at Christmas time seeing the people drooling over plastic items and i don't give a crap and i didn't get much schooling or even try in high school so now i pretend i am happy not being in the rat race. ha ha. i write songs and play guitar for fun here is my myspace dirtysuit and here is my youtube leakygutter for if anyone wants to know me or be friends. thanks for reading my poem. :-)

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