Please Come Home.... (Mom)
by Dislocated Heart
Havent seen her, havent heard from her..
No food in the kitchen,
empty house to myself..
Used the 20 to buy some food that might last me a while..
I'd pray, but how will god help me today?
She finally home, packing up her clothes..
bags and bags getting filled at a time..
not even one look at me..
she opens up the door, without a good-bye..
she closes the door..right outta my life..
Looking at the door, hoping she'll come bak..
but in my heart.. I know.. she wont..
in my head.. I started whispering..
'Mom, come bak home.. I still need you.. Sorry for not telling you I love you... '