6 years now I've raised my children alone
No one else bares the burdens
They just don't know
every worry or fear I face
Am I doing a good job at hiding the pain
Wondering if I'm doing it right
Will I raise them to be good people
Will they remember every mistake I make
Trying my hardest to be a good role model
Some one my children will be proud of
I often wonder when they look back
How will they remember their childhood
Will they know I did my best for them
Fighting every month to make ends meet
To provide them with all their needs
Living life in a constant state of worry
I hope they will know that I love them
Even when my patients wear thin
There is no other way I want my life to be
They bring me all the joy I'll ever need