Mama
Mama, why am I so alone?
I cant go outside,
I'm scared I might not make it home.
I'm alive
But I'm sinking.
I've been here before,
I deserve a little more.
Mama, why are they lying?
When I think of heaven,
I think of dying.
Please help me ...
Believe in me,
I want to be someone who believes.
Mama, cant you see?
Copyright © Brenda Biever | Year Posted 2017
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