Daddy's a stranger
Mommy's a manipulator
You act like the king of the world like you could do anything
Is it because you fear you'll never actually find stability in anything?
YOU ARE READING
Four years to late (poetry)
PoetryI made the mistake of loving and letting you go in these four years And I have so many more things I wish I would've told you Before it was to late
What they wont tell you but i will
Daddy's a stranger
Mommy's a manipulator
You act like the king of the world like you could do anything
Is it because you fear you'll never actually find stability in anything?
