to raise a child takes a team but for kids like me having both parents is a silly dream, I could almost say I had the one but now it's none, one is faded and the other hated, they left me wondering what I could have done, there's no deeper loneliness than that of a child with nobody to call family, no friends to call when nights are cold, having friends was a dream much to old, thinking I was worth it was way to bold, even when I'm old I'll be sad and lonely with nobody to hold, nobody to share my riches or gold, maybe it's better to give up now, I fold
©deadly
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