I wanted you to be my mother, so bad
The mummy that I never had.
The mother that was meant to be there.
My mummy that was meant to care.

You left me lost,
And kept me broken.
You hit me bad.
I'm just hates token.

So I sit hear every night.
On a street coner, filled with frght.
Waitng hear, just to be rapped.
Again I lie, wide awake.

I once loved you, did you know?
I'm my mother's mistake, and it's time to go!

suicide.

( georja-busetto )
 
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