Alone
I bet you that you didnt care
about how i was doing over here
all alone on the floor drowning in life that's poor.
Confused and all by myself,
feeling that i lost all self-control.
I bet that you dont care
how my mom helped you with welfare,
trying to do whats right you burn a house
in all your shame you go to jail and
fail to show up for my birth.
I bet you don't know how it was,
to be without a dad who lost his self,
in the dark all alone he sits in a phsyco home.
Where his mom feeds him and,
tells him how she tried to see me,
after fifteen years i fell apart, trying to pick up my broken heart,
but still i bet you didn't know how it felt to be alone.
Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2009
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