I Try To Be a Good Girl

I sit here on this porch Puffing on a other Camel Cig Wonder where my life will go as I grow older Will I ever find the guy of my eye? Will I ever get to see my kids again? Will my mother change her lien ways I try to live my life to the fullest But I always regret it I go to church when I can I try to be a good girl But it’s like trouble always seem to find me Sometime it feels like god is punishing me Before my dad died I had someone to run too And talk too Now I got No one but myself I feel so alone in this world God please give me sign