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Post by runawaylove on Mar 10, 2012 21:53:27 GMT -5
Is a mother really a mother when her child was a "cutter" when her faith in hope was looming and her child's hope gloomy?
Is it moral to care when she's never there? When the child's left alone and the boyfriend snaps like a bone.
When trust is broken a heart that was once open, now closed tight I say, Its not right
I told you once, you said "never again" a truth so blunt your words to him were "let's just be friends"
True I never saw him not after that but your patience grew thin my soul was as scrap
man after man you promised never again I am your daughter my trust for you was slaughtered
you dragged me through churches saying "this will make it up" the anger still lurches my mask is your luck
I could run but i promised i wouldn't nights I spent curled in a bun I blame myself but I know I shouldn't
I ask myself from time to time "why did God put me through this life?" Fat and ugly, never committed a crime no words to express cut through like a knife
no answers from God he must have forgotten My list of answers aren't so broad In another life I must have been rotten
was it the sight of heaven or hell that brought me this way God forbid I have a life if you cared you never showed it anyway left to pick up the pieces of what should have been me...
but that's ok because you never cared...
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