• Too little money, too many feet,
    Not enough silence, nothing to eat,
    All of the crying, the fussing, the screams,
    Not enough laughter or smiles, it seems,
    I'm all alone, with these children of mine,
    Praying all night, for an answer or sign.
    I should've stayed into my studies and books
    And ignored all the boys with their charms and good looks.
    I could've been somebody, famous and known....
    ....But instead I'm a single mom, struggling alone.






    ~ RydiaFoxx