June 7th, 2004
Things in life I could only wish for
Things I miss, yet sore
Like a mother of my own
And a real father so I'm not alone
Reading a story from my book
Thinking about my like as I reflect and look
The thinkgs I should have had
Made me extremely sad
My mother will never be
She is lost hopelessly
My dad is a mess
So I have grandparents I guess
And I love them too
I really do
As I wipe a tear off my face
I think, How can I miss what I never had in the first place