Sittin here going crazy
gotta lay my kid down shes sleepy,
I'm beginning to think I'm bi-polar, but i can't tell
I'll be happy one minute and the next I'm mad as hell
I'll say how much i love my life one day
and the next all i can think about it going away
off to a better place in the sky
but i can't stand to see my daughter cry
why would i want to hurt an innocent soul like her
it bothers me her father and i aren't together
but hes a crazy skitzo ass hole
but my heart he stole
not a second goes by i don't think about him
and what could of been
i thought leaving him would make me happy
but look at my poems there all sappy.
i hate him but i love him at the same time
i need someone i can call mine
someone who will stand by my side
can someone please tell me which is better
to have a mother that always cries
or great memories of her, while she rest in the skies
