She didn't get a chance to watch me grow up

And it hits me in the stomach it makes me want to throw up

I cry myself to sleep at night with her ashes next to me  

They tell me that God is real then why did he do this to me

As I Grew Up I wanted was a mom

I would cry, everybody would look at me like I'm dumb 

My dad would tell me that I couldn't have her

And made me feel depressed for sure

All my friends had their mom except me  

It made me so hurt that I dug deep

 there was a time where I was so depressed I wanted to die

 I would hide it under my sleeves  and lie 

And when she did die I had nobody to relate

 and when I found out that she did die it was too late

 I didn't see her body before she got cremated

 and only for myself I hated

 and it hurts me deep inside

 And sometimes these feelings I have to hide

 why did this have to happen to me

 why her and not me

it hurts so bad that I feel like I'm about to bleed

again  why couldn't it  be me

 why did you take her away from me

 I needed her couldn't you see

 she was too young

 but you don't care now do you God.