Friday, December 16, 2011

Tell me



Tell me why mamma do you cry
Is it cause you know society is feeding me lies
Is it cause you know that everyone is so greedy inside
Cause possibility is alive, I see the disguise
Mamma I know it hurts
It hurts me to watch you go to work barely hanging on
Some rich man getting richer while you're slaving for him
So what are the options for me?
A young woman from the other side with nobody beside,
I’m feeling no good mamma
I’m sick of my soul
Is there a better life for us-? I just sit and I hope
I just hope and I pray
It’ll change one day, I’ll make a change one way
And mamma I can fly you out this cold World
This cold life, it’s all wrong
There’s no right
Its hard to see the good when there’s no light
Just grab onto me, trust me hold tight. 




7 comments:

The Unknowngnome said...

you with some kind of courage, WILL one day, one Way.

♫♪♥PhilO♥♪♫ said...

This is amazing. So touching.. Loved it!

Pixie said...

This prose is beautiful. I adore the new layout of your blog.

The Unknowngnome said...

Feliz Navidad Hailey!

Munir said...

You are not going to be alone. You can talk to me as much as you want. I am all ears.
Your writing is beautiful. It will have a lot of power one day.

Victoria said...

I like the construction of this poem and ache with the feeling. All any of us can do is hang on tight and it does seem to be enough.

Brian Miller said...

really moving...i feel for them...and see them easily....