Momma
I know all the stories that she'd told she been livin in lies she knows shes doin
wrong.All i know is she need to do right. I can't keep oncryin momma s do it just
please no more fights. I tell myself that she will do better, momma we are a
family ain't we supposed to bo together. What happened to our happy fun. Every
since that doy violence but more guns. You used to give me hugs what
happened to all the kisses, all the good times yes we allmisses.We can forget
abut it momma thanks to you. You can't play me nomore i'm not a little fool. I try
so hard but why can't you stop. One day i just wish you will and IT gonna drop.
Copyright © Brittney Mckinney | Year Posted 2006
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