I wish I could take back,
some of the things I have done.
But, I know the reality is,
My past has won.
I live each day,
like there is no other.
The problem seems to be,
It's getting me in trouble.
I feel like, I was trapped for eight years,
and now, I been let out of my cage,
I just want to run wild,
and I feel a little outraged.
I cant see my kids,
and when I think about them I cry,
So I try to do things,
to keep this off my mind.
I go to work all day,
from seven to three,
then when I come home,
I get fucked up as can be.
I wanted to go forward,
but instead went back,
I wonder, what I do from here?
I guess pick up my slack.
It sucks though because,
my inspiration is gone.
My three beautiful kids,
they kept me strong.
I knew this would happen.
I knew I would fall off track.
The sad part is,
I really don't give a crap.
I feel like everything I had
is now gone,
so whats the point,
of me holing on.
I don't want my man back.
But i don't mind being his friend,
I just wish he would realize this
so we can move forward again.
I definitely want to be there for my kids.
I love and miss them so much.
and with out them,
Just feel like giving up.
