Dear Mom,
This man has me...
They said I was meant to...
Puking, bleeding, shitting my guts out...
Young girl all alone
Had to get by on her own...
Am not sure bout my days
Not sure bout my nights...
Looking at you is like looking into a blank...
I look at you, you look at me
all you see are my eyes...
I got up the guts
to go and talk to you...
You promised that you would take my hand
and together we would buy some land...
A figure in this night,
calls out loves only name...
I cant write for a while
my REAL dad got a tumor...
I look and I see it.
I want it, yes I do...
Hi ya sexy.
Are you talking to me...