You haven't been here in a while,
And I have so much shit to tell you,
From boys to my family and to my friend's,
Then how I feel on the inside.
I currently feel like rupturing,
I usually feel like breaking,
I always feel like dying.
I miss you,
And I know that I can't do anything anymore,
Especially if that is to get you back,
You're already too far gone.
I can't be broken again,
I am delicate.
I may nit be the best at my choices,
My past speaks for itself all too well,
But you weren't a choice,
You simply were my whole life.
I wish I could do something,
I wish I could see you,
I wish I could hold you,
But I've been solo for the past six years.
If this is it,
I feel hopeless.
I hate living my life without you,
Mothers and daughters are supposed to stay together,
They can't leave one another,
They have to build each other up.
But now I am solo,
I have to build myself up alone,
And that's alright.
I still pray,
I still feel,
I still believe.