Is this the world that I've dreamt of?
No! It isn't what I've dreamt of.
So why am I living without someone who cares?
Without someone who will always be there.
Without someone who needs me,
Without someone who wants me.
I've never know freedoms before,
And I don't expect to.
Some said that they love me,
But then they hurt me.
Sometimes it was my fault,
Sometimes it was their fault.
Sometimes I hope to die because this life is so vie.
But I love my boy,
And I don't want him to feel anything but joy.
But will he cry when I die?
Or will he just say goodbye?
Maybe he hurt me without being aware,
But I know that he still cares.
What does my future behold?
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