For 12 years I pretty much had no mum
And I swear to God i was darned well glum.
Dad kicked us out of the house
For years I was quiet as a mouse
Then we were joyful,we were fine
My mum was finally mine.
I thanked the Lord time and time again
But all I was granted was more pain.
Time is short,it's hastily running out
So spend it wisely without any doubts
You never know what you've got till it's gone
Make the most of it and go for gold.
