When i was born the doctor slapped
When i was two my mommy slapped my
When i was three my daddy slapped
When i was four i slapped
When i was five...well i don't even
remember that year but,
When I was six, Daddy promised me
we'd build a tree house, we never did.
When I was seven, my father had an
affair with the maid. When I was seven and a half mommy shot the
When I was eight, I heard mommy
scream out, "Oh daddy!" But daddy wasn't home and she couldn't
have been talking about grandpa.
When I was nine, mommy got a new
house and I only got to see her on weekends.
When I was ten, everything started
making sense, they were separated. I had to go to court a lot
that year. Mommy was mad when Daddy won.
When I was eleven, Daddy's house
burned down. Three months later Daddy died in the hospital. I
went to live with Mommy.
When I was twelve, I found these
pills, mommy said they were magic. But I'm not stupid.
When I was thirteen, my mother died
and they sent me a place called Mac's Love, an orphanage.
Now I sit, fourteen, the oldest boy
in the orphanage.
It's an odd feeling to watch the
small ones adopted every day. It's an odd feeling to know no one
wants you. But I have hope. I hope that the people who died
weren't really my parents. That my real parents or out there
somewhere. In a vineyard, in Chile maybe, sharing a glass of wine
as they begin to search for me.
The kids here call me Gramps for
obvious reasons. My dad called me Dumb Fuck and my mom called me
Shithead. I don't really remember my real name so I quite enjoy
Gramps. It's a tribe and I'm the elder. I enjoy my time
Nothing's gonna change my
world….nothing's gonna change my world. Jai guru deva.