I was venting 2 her what i was thinking
Sometimes i feel empty like i got nobody
He makes me complete as my son
Incomplete i feel with out my daughter
I'm dehydrated thirsty 4 her love
He's in the computer screen someday
i'd LOVE 2 feel his face close 2 mine
as our lips are touching
He makes me feel alive like a strawberry
drenched in vodka he relives my stress
I can go 2 him when i'm depress
He soaks my emotions like a sponge
He rinses out all my problem
like a band aid covering the wounds
tired of it raining within my soul
I feel tormented like my demons
Are wearing me like a shirt
I'm worn torn & stained in this pain
Dayumn my minds a fucking mess
thoughts scattered never a time 2 rest
I do my best 2 medicate my heart
shaped as a strawberry drenched in
complicated thoughts