My daughter

by Andrea   Jul 28, 2006


What does she see when she looks at me,
I know its not something she would want to be.

Im always upset and just so pissed off,
I wish she could understand that its not her fault.

What does she think when she see's mommy cry?
She looks at me with those eyes just wondering why.

I want to be there for her like a mother should.
If I wasn't so depressed I know that I could.

She was sent to me as a gift from above,
and its been difficult for me to show her all my love.

She is my pride and joy and the reason I live,
I have so much gratitude and so much to give.

I ask you God to please help me raise my daughter,
you know its just me and her, she has no real father.

Don't want to be mad at my life, I don't want to scream,
wanna show her that together we both can share a dream.

Mommy is here please don't look away,
I know I have problems but its not you that has to pay.

Everything will be fine as long as she is by my side.
I feel she is the only one that I can honestly confide.

It will all be over soon and I will always be there,
she can count on me forever, anytime, anywhere.

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