The Mother
 

Journey into the dark abyss
Falling fast, feelings of emptiness
Fleeting moments of doubt and remorse
Dissipate as I run down this course

Im feeling trapped now, a prisoner of my own fear
I want to go away, I want to disappear
But in this life I am required
To provide for the child, the mother admired

So back into the light I must roam
Yearning to find my niche, a place to call home
Things are much harder, this I have discovered
But I know that I can do this job, that's why I am the mother.

Pretty neat.

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