If I had a dollar for every time I saw Mama cry
I wouldn’t be asking you for money all the time.
You lived your whole life with a bunch of lies
And I stay up late at night
Praying that you'd come home to apologize
But then I realize
Why should I even care?
It’s hard to imagine that you were even here
Cuz you’ve been gone for so long
And what you did to us was so wrong.
Sure, you got everything you need
But no matter how much you beg and plead
You can never be forgiven
For the pain Mama has been in
Why can’t you just stop for once and listen?
Listen to the sorrow that she hides inside.
Do you hear it?
Cuz I hear it every night.
When you left, you took a piece of our hearts
And now it’s tearing us all apart
I wish I could rewind right to the start
When there wasn’t emptiness in your room
When I’d look at the clock and know you're coming home soon
Do I hate you for all this?
No cuz you’re my bro and I’m your sis
And I guess I have to love you
But right now, I feel like I don’t even know you…

You changed me for the better
You changed me for the good
And as I sit and write this letter
I know I didn’t love you like I should
This is my way of thanking you for all that you’ve done
Cuz nowadays you seem to care more than anyone.
Days when you leave; I hate you.
Days when you’re gone; I miss you.
Days when I lose hope; I need you.
Everyday since we met; I’ve loved you.

Once upon a time
There were smiles and laughter
Once upon a time,
I believed we’d be together
From here on and after

Once upon a time,
There was crying and tears
Once upon a time
Thinking of you
Scared away my fears

Once upon a time
I held onto you tight
Like a cane to a blind man
You were my sight

Looking back on it now
It’s been so long
I wish I knew what had gone wrong…

Yeah, I write these rhymes everyday,
But if I ever wrote about us,
I’d never have enough to say.

I am a sidewalk made of concrete
I have been stepped on by thousands of feet
Kids use their chalk to cover me in art
Someday a bulldozer will come and tear me apart
You probably don’t even notice me…

Your age does not define you.
Your race does not define you.
Your gender does not define you.
Your religion does not define you.
Your color does not define you.
Your past does not define you.
YOU define yourself.

She grew up alone
Dark , Empty, and Cold
With a heart made of stone
No flame to ignite her soul.