5 years old just me and my mom
As years go by
I ask about the man that never been in sight.

As years go by
I wonder why the man don't want to be in my life.

As years go by
I wonder why my mom cries at night.

As years go by
I start to question my looks in self worth.

As years go by
I question why the man does
Not love me.
Can the man see how much I hurt.

As years go by
My love, care and compassion
For others start to fade away.

As years go by
I become a teenager.

As years go by
I don't know how to love or care for my stepfather.

As years go by
I feel ashamed to love another
Male figure besides the man.

As years go by
I pushed people away.

As years go by
I lose hope for the man.

As years go by
I see more of self slip away.

As years go by
I stop crying and thinking about the man.

As years go by
I see Shalae without the man.

As years go by.