Living for Two
there's so much i want to know about you but mom won't let me know.
she doesn't want to think about it ever again
she said she may go crazy if she does
a month of life leaves a large impact.
you must think my pursuit is so silly,
that i should just be living
that there isnt much to find out
and i'm making a bigger deal of it than i should.
but there are times i forget about you
and it doesnt seem right.
can you even understand me?
what do we become? you know and i do not.
are we really just star stuff?
i don't even know where you are
someday i want to visit the site
and as i get older i'll be more free and maybe get to visit you
and everyone else you didn't get to meet,
and soon i may get to see those i never got to meet
including you
what song should i sing to you?
what food would you like me to eat?
will you hear me?
i'm sorry for the times i haven't appreciated living
i'm sorry for thinking that if it wasnt for you i would have never been born
this is how it was supposed to be, isnt it?
howeverbig or small you are
i believe you protect me
Thank you .
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