She always gave a gift to me on my birthday,
Something childish to a teen,
a girl more than a baby,
would get only a childish object,
What I most wanted,
was forbidden to ask for,
Finally she gave me gifts to match my age,
but they were stacked in the corner,
what is the point of a gift from who I care about,
If they will never give me time,
A friend knows what I like,
They make-up to me with candy and treats,
but never has the time to give,
their most precious gift of all,
I had a lot of time,
to be spent all alone,
all I needed most,
was someone to give me theres