I don't belong here or anywhere else
I don't fit in
I'm not like the rest
I'm pitiful and poor
I don't even have my own car
No life outside of being a mom
No friends,
Just me on my own
No one to listen when I need to talk
No one there to hold me when I start falling apart
Never a pat on the back or job well done
No personal space or place to call my own
No privacy except locking myself in the bathroom
No hobbies or fun for me to escape to
I'm Miss responsible there's no free time for me
No shoulder to cry on
I'm tied down and strapped as a person can be
And there's no way out that I can see
I'm stuck in this very dark hole
and only I will have to pay the toll
I feel doomed for the rest of time
and it's no ones fault but my very own
I'm so broken and alone
Guess it's a good thing I've learned how to hold my own.

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