Where are you, what are you doing,why arent you here?
I sit and wonder how im supposed to feel.
Happy because you kept your drama, and your drugs away from me or sad because you also kept your love. Momie I miss you so much a girl my age without a mother just dont feel right. You were supposed to be here to share my excitement about school, boys, life. And my sorrow about pain looks and fright. Am i supposed to miss the things i\'ll or should i say we will never get to do? I want to ask God to send you back to me, but then I get confused about my feelings, including the ones you\'ve missused. Sorry to tell you but my house is not a home, with a house full of people i still feel alone. The only ones that keep me here is God and my lil bra bra. Without them I\'d be striking out of here like a bat out of hell. Somehow I feel if you were here it would be no different. I dont really know what to feel, except the fact that - sometimes i feel like a motherless child, a long way from home.
