Who's going to have me when;
I've fallen to my lowest then
Can't get myself up ever again
All these thoughts, on the brain
Who's going to have my back
When the world turns and attack
When my family starts turning bitter
Like I'm the the worst one of the litter
When I fall to my lowest phases
Who'll be there to tie these laces
These bones are surely strong today
But for tomorrow I really can't say
Who's gonna appreciate me
When I don't have a penny
When I have nothing to give
Will anyone help me to live?
I don't know what awaits me;
In the darkness, I can't foresee
Who's going to find it in their heart
To appreciate that I played my part
I really don't know how it'll all end
Or if there's anyone God will send
Would be nice just to have a true friend
To stick around, with a shoulder to lend
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PoetryCombing through the sand of time to reflect on who we were, stitching the wounds together but it only hurts when we remember the past
