My friends are gone.
They have left me alone.
I’m not sure motherhood is for me.
It seems that without friends
That the world will end.
I don’t think I want this to be.
My back is sore.
I can’t touch the floor.
I ache from head to toe.
One minute I need rest,
And I’m cranky the next.
All my problems no one can know.
All the people in town
They look and they frown;
They believe what I’ve said is untrue.
They’re not afraid to shout,
They sneer and they doubt.
And me? I’m feeling blue.
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