Dec 2020
I think
That there is a child
Within me
Every time
I lay to rest
I hear her screams
Not to be forgotten
Not to be left behind
Although
No one hears her
But me
I guess no one listened hard enough
That there is a child
Within me
Every time
I lay to rest
I hear her screams
Not to be forgotten
Not to be left behind
Although
No one hears her
But me
I guess no one listened hard enough
