Every time I’ve spoken to You,
You’ve never spoken back;
Have I upset You, or
Is it something that I lack?
.
I can’t seem to get through
To You, are bruised knees not
Enough? Head lolled in prayer
I’m completely lost in thought.
.
Are two mothers too taboo
For You to answer what I ask,
Or are You just some drunkard
Taking swigs from a hip flask?
Sep 13, 2013
Sep 13, 2013 at 11:18 PM UTC
Every time I’ve spoken to You,
You’ve never spoken back;
Have I upset You, or
Is it something that I lack?
.
I can’t seem to get through
To You, are bruised knees not
Enough? Head lolled in prayer
I’m completely lost in thought.
.
Are two mothers too taboo
For You to answer what I ask,
Or are You just some drunkard
Taking swigs from a hip flask?
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