All Alone
All grown up and nothing to do,but sit all alone and feel sad and blue! I try to keep busy but its very hard, when you sit all alone and wait by the phone. For one little ring for someone to call ,theres no one to talk to no one at all!!
Bad thoughts start to cross your mind its hard to make um stop when you have nothing to leave behind! Thats what i would have thought five and a half years ago but now i have a child, To love and To hold!!! she always wants to talk, and learn new things, so now i no longer have to think of any bad things!!!!!
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