M

my Samson

I wish I knew you better
I wish I knew you earlier
I don't know you much
but I know there's a part of me missing
I cry Everytime I see kids
felt like I've never been one
I grew up learning to clean my wounds
to clean my own tears
and to make my own food
but these scars never seem to go anywhere
guess those are one of the things I can't fix
but it's ok I hope heaven has given you a second chance.
©mimimilson