When I was 5
My mom died
I wish she could see
What she missed not growing up with me
I am lost without her, I can't find my way
My night turns to day
I see the light all atound
I might bound
Try to make her real
So that I can feel
I don't want to be lost
It could coat
Not knowing who I am
Might make me jam
I hope this is just a phase Because I am going into a haze
Break me out into the light
So that I migiht fight
To stay alive
So that I can know how to survive
 
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