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waiting for her

May 22, 2008
By Anonymous

Waiting for Her


Everyday as a little girl I’d wait for her to pick me up,
I'd watch out the window, but I guess that’s just my luck.
I remember Grandma telling me you wouldn’t be here,
And Daddy picking me up and holding me really near.
All I really wanted was my mommy to come home,
But all she wanted to do is run away and roam.
So I grew up broken-hearted thinking it was me,
Because Mommy was always out hanging in the streets.
How’s a little girl to feel, growing up with out a mom,
Living with her dad—feeling like she doesn’t belong?


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