They say your supposed to love him,
He's been there all your life...

A mother is someone
Who is always there...

I sat up all night
Thinking about you...

I go on
Year by Year...

I don't know where to start
I don't know where to turn...

One cut
To cure the pain...

I'm tired of the fighting and the fussing
I'm tired of the yelling and the cussing...

The screaming and the yelling
Words ringing in my ear...

I want to live on one day
Without this emptiness in my heart...

Im here crying again
Not knowing what to do...

We keep going on
as if its all okay...

Here eyes are red
her notebook held so close to her chest...