I don't want to be a waste
I don't want to be a bother
I don't want to grow up
To be like my mother or my father
I'm lonely, I'm alone
I don't want to have just a house
I need to find my "home"
Your broken down soul
Is doing me no good
She stripped you bear
And left you there
And hollowed out what could
- Author: SilentMew ( Offline)
- Published: February 22nd, 2024 22:14
- Category: Unclassified
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