Trepidation
Fear
Conditioned to mistrust
I want to believe...
I want to trust,
But past progresses
To future,
And I am too burned.
Thoughts
Swirling
Like one two three
I know how it is
To be all alone
I know how it is
To have it all
Heavy
On your shoulders
I know how it is
To be stuck...
And we single mothers
Have to stick together.
I love the way you express yourself. And yes, single moms need each other.
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