Just one picture
Just one day
Fucks with me
In a special way
Gone are days
Of fearful giving
Of being ignored
Of harsher living
Gone are days
Of sympathies
All for her
And none for me
Gone are the days
Of going without
And always giving
The benefit of the doubt
Gone are the days
I thought I was fine
When I had no self worth
And no one to
Find me.
Gone are the days
I wanted a mother
I wish I could say
That this was the case
But somehow
And still
I long for
A mother
And somehow
No other
Can fill
That space.
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