abandoned
times like this I wish I had you
talk to you, give me advice like a mother suppose to
but the streets is what you ran to
I was thinking damn "who you love more"
as I write this and my eyes start to water
how can you abandon your kids especially your lil girl
I can't even explain how much I've been hurt over the years, but I think it's about that time I dry up all the tears
moving forward and forgiving you has always been on my mind
but I still don't think it's the right time
I don't want to wait to late cause the words may be harder for you to take
as I lay my head on your shoulder and begin to think what life could have been
I'm still trying to put the pieces together but it still doesn't make sense
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