Me , Myself And I

I've seen my mama smile that’s my blessing; I've seen a change, now I hear the message. No one’s messages was any clearer, she told me they wouldn’t understand this person staring back at me. Through this rise and fall I ran back to you. In the end I was only crying to myself.

 

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