It’s disheartening
That you walked away like we don’t
mean a thing
I wanted to have a daddy
I wanted mummy to be someone’s
lady
She ensured lack was out of my sight
She said you guys used to be in
love
Is there really a thin line
between hate and love?
I know she’s made of good stuff
I wonder why she was never enough
I grew up so fast
Believing tough times won’t last
Your baby girl is all grown
She learnt to do
things on her own
While she patiently waits for a
king which you never were to her
She’ll forever embrace the love and
strength of the king woman that raised her
No comments:
Post a Comment