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Momma, I'm Comin Home
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Older Poems, (2005 - 2008) I done some things I can't change
Shit that was fucked up strange
Some I wouldn't take it back if I could
I did it back then when I thought I should.
I guess my mind is weighing
My head is spinning and swaying
I keep saying "Momma I'm comin home"
but, She doesn't know I'm even gone.
Parents don't know about stuff I do
Drugs, Sex, Hanging out with you
I'd take some of it back
If they'd cut me slack.
I keep it from them so their heart won't break
It's my fault; I'm the one who made the mistakes
Thinking back on how stupid I have been
On all of my unforgiveable sins.
Lying, Cheating, Drugs, Smoking, Sex
This isn't what they would expect
How can I break it to them in an easy way
That finally "Momma, I'm comin home to stay"
