Dear mama bear,
I think about you a lot
how you tell me it’s okay
(but I know it’s not).

Dearest mama bear,
for you, I might me crying
and to be honest,
never wanted to give up trying.

My mama bear,
I miss you the most, if not more
What do I do when I need you,
when I’m crying for “Mama” on my bathroom floor?

Mama Bear.
I can’t help but feel I’ve lost you.. to a man of silent crime.
I can’t help but keep on hoping and wanting,
wishing to make up for lost time..