Uncertainty

Mother my heart is broken
My hands are tired
My mind has fallen asleep
Why does my life have to be so incomplete
Everything I own is no longer my own
How I want to make my way home
Sorrows and burdens are all I seem now to own
These tears and fear that I bare causes everyone to stop and stare
I swear this life, I live can be so unfair
I need to find away to learn how to prepare
It is time to end this lifelong scare.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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