Sometimes I wonder, why do I bother?
I have a daughter who hates me and a man that stopped loving me a long time ago
I know I sound like a cry baby.....
Well I don't care
I have no life no family
I never been good at hiding what I feel or if I'm mad
People say that's a bad thing but you know what?
I don't care
People are going to talk no matter what
If you're happy or mad
If you're doing good or bad
So that's why I don't hide if I'm hurting
People say treat your man like a king and he will treat you like a queen
Well that's not true not at all
I'm tired of treating him like a king
I get mantel abuse before it was worst
Why don't I get out you ask
I don't know why I don't have an answer, only that I'm a cowered
