When I Cry

You created me
It was not I
Why don't you love me
I am alive
You've never held me
since I was five
I know you see me
When I cry
You step over me
Even when I try
Need you to hug me
When you say goodbye
I'm on my knees
Feel I could die
Please Mother love me
when I cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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