My best friends gone
My boyfriends 120 miles away
I don't have anyone
I hate everyday
Who do I have to turn to
When everything goes wrong
Sure I have family
But they're not around long
They're always together
No time to talk
I get about minutes
Then they walk
Theres always something to do
No mother-daughter talking time
They don't understand
I'm just another couple dimes
Money for they're beer
Only time for each other
I wish someone could relate
I thought you were my mother
I throw out signs
But they don't care
So what...I quit cutting
But look at what I wear
I need someone to talk to
Who understands me
To tell everything to
But that will never be
I guess I'll give up
I'll just stay the same
Keep everything inside
To you I came
One day I'll explode
It will be the end
Thanks for all the help
A hand you could have lend
Dedicated to my mom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem