Time goes by and nothing changes for some people.

Let me show you how i feel

i’ll let you see my pain,

The thing’s i bottle up inside

for i’ll never be the same.

My mum leaving when i was young

i wasn’t more than two,

The reasons she left i did not know

she just left is all i knew.

When growing up without her there

it wasn’t odd for people round here,

But for me i just couldn’t see past

all the hurt that i felt for the mother i lost.

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