Again and again

I put effort in, never wanting to feel the regrets pride could leave behind.

Again and again

Disappointments, are you the one

I call mother? The lack of affection made me think otherwise, the anger toward your own I could never relate.

life was hard but coming from where you come from how could you think this was the way.

Again and again

In hopes you wake up before we’re out of time.

Again and again

envious of close families because it isn’t mine…