Once
Once She was happy, once She felt free
When will the day come when someone will love me?
Once She was at peace, once She didn’t care what you said
Now inside She only feels numb and dead.
Once she was joyful, once she felt no pain
Why is it that she’s always to blame?
Once upon a time she looked forward to waking up
Now all it is is half empty in her cup
You can blame her and make her feel so low
But all she really needs to be happy, if for you to go !
Edward Ibeh
9/2/2020
“Once”
Copyright © Allison Call | Year Posted 2020
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