Dreams Are Made For Children
As a child I had belive IN dreams
A mother who could love me
A father who can teach me to be strong
A men who can hold me and make all my fears go away
but here I am not a child any longer but a grown
Women who still belives that dreams can come true..
As I look into his eyes ,
I can only feel sadness as my tears keep falling to my
Cheeks, to know that his love was not true but a game
He know's how to play,
I wonder when he holds me does he laugh,
I wonder when I try my best to look s**y does he laugh
As he holds another women in his arms.
I guess dreams are made for children and realitly are
Made for an old women who sits and waits for a men to
Love her in vein.