Affraid

Four little eyes staring at me. Begging me "mommy please feed me." How do I tell them I scared too? How do I tell them mommy doesn't know what to do. So I put on my makeup and cover up my fears. I'll fight to the end for the things I hold dear. I know there are obstacles and I will cry. But what will happen to my babies of mommy doesn't try? So I'll buy my books and I'll pick up my pen Because this mother is going win!