THE Single Mother
you asked for a future . i gave you life
you asked for some help. their was my hand
you cried sometimes. i always caught your tears
life is so confusing. yet i can aid your fears
they ask me why i do it.all the stress and struggle
being a single mom is tough . but i love my hustle..
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