Call me Mom

Ime sitting her inside my room waiting for your call

Dear mom

Im sitting here inside my room waiting for your call
the thought keeps running through my mind, will you even call at all
My love is unconditional  and thats without a doubt
I dont even have to ask you now, I know what this is about

Please come home and help me out I couldnt ask for more
please come home and hold me tight just like you did before
I cant pretend I dont care when you blow me off for so called friends
I cry myself to sleep at night the dissapointment never ends

I will never be you kid again
I will always be my own
Forced again to fix my heart
I sit and sulk alone.

love your daughter