Don't leave me here mom, don't
Though you may find me fed and clothed
I'm not happy, I pine for your love.
Didn't you do it mom to see I don't starve?
But believe me mom
Beneath all my food and all my clothes
I can't hide the shame of feeling orphaned.
Don't just go away mom,
Scold me, abuse me
But let me be with you
Coz for me starvation is no shame
And even though I go unfed and unclothed
At home I have a name.
Here I am fed and clothed
But not fed with love
I pine for it mom,
A place in your heart,
Don't leave me here and depart.
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