I didn't experience what other kids did I never really got to be a kid My dad was never there And I now realize he doesn't care My mom use to lie all the time And she had to save every dime I use to cry myself to sleep at night I'd wish and pray for everything to be alright Grandma died and I was a mess Things changed and then came the stress I thought things would be okay But now I hate waking up each day I have to work to help pay the bills And im so depressed they have me on pills Its hard for me to admit that i'm poor I cant always buy everything at the store My mom still lies and theres no trust And i cant help it my tears are a must |
| Growing Up |