Apr 2015
That child is my shining star
In a world that hates my guts
That child shall be mine once more
To be away from her is not fun
That child with an angel face
That child with a smile
That child is my own little babe...or was,
Before i went wild
In a world that hates my guts
That child shall be mine once more
To be away from her is not fun
That child with an angel face
That child with a smile
That child is my own little babe...or was,
Before i went wild
written from the perspective of the unfit parent, whose lost custody of their child, love sometimes isn't enough, but its not anyone's fault, you can forgive yourself when your intentions were pure
