Sorry Few

Mama why aren’t you here ?
Why don’t you see my struggles ?
Why does pride control your actions ?
Why does life feel so bitter sweet ?
Once I left my sorry excuse for a home.
I found Confusion, Clearity, then Confusion.
I didn’t ask for all that I have on my plate.
Where ever it come from.
Just keep dishing the trails.
I have fast reactions.
I made it this far.
I just hate to move alone.
But, I have too.



  1. The toughest trials may crack us – briefly, but they make us the Strongest, you’re getting ahead to the best yet to come!

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