Monday, January 25, 2010

#2

I seem to find, my hopes die fast and my dreams never last. I seem to find love is most easy when i give up, when i stop! I've had enough of your glory, i've had enough of you fame. This time i'm leaving and i'm not coming home again. How could you lie to me time after time? Oh, mother why couldn't you leave the needles behind? You had kids to feed, a home to clean. Just so you know, I'm doing fine. I know your far to busy to find a little time. I know somewhere deep in your soul you didn't want to be alone. But. Oh, how i wanted you to love me. Oh, how i wanted a mother. Oh, how i just wanted a home.

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