I know it's not my fault.
But I can't help but feel like it is
The more she got to know the needles and coke
The more I became a joke.
She kept trying to come back to me and my parents knew
They wanted her and I to have nothing to do with eachother
How could I have allowed myself to turn away from you
That little girl who called me mommy because she didn't believe her mother love her.
She'd cry and scream and want her way but I would just hold her head to my chest and rock her back and forth
Because her favorite toy had broke or someone was mean and rude
And yes you were always just one year younger
When we lost each other in the tides of adolescence
We became ripped apart from the other ones prescence
Never giving up the idea that I would always be there for her
She still dips her toes into the water of my life.
Water isn't nourishing unless it's ice