Mama (K.J.)

I remember when you used to adore me and call me your little girl
Now we no longer share each other worlds
I guess its because your nasty habits became your #1 priority
What it's that powerful and exciting that you can't fight it, you 
just whether die by it
Oh I Forgot drug attics cant help it
I am sorry I can't seem to take that as an excuse for what you 
have done

Well as you can see my heart is no longer wounded
Every little thing you have ever said or did to me it has finally
cleared up...
And what make it so bad I made it with out you evening being 
here...

Yeah, I hope you feel bad; you should feel bad; to bad I don't 
have to go threw those tears and fears anymore

I had to put faith in Almighty
And as I went threw it all he made sure; I didnt fall
I know now he's the one I can call
Try him and stick to him....

(much love k.j.)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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