Mother who wasn't mine

Even when her mind loses you,

her heart refuses to.

Will it ever be good enough?

Could I never get off

—The made up life filled with memories

Moments that never should exist

I'm a beauty princess,

and my life is full of make up

Will things ever make up to me

Will it be a dream, I could pinch and wake up.

I wish to say I'm fine

darkness consumes my sunshine

Mother who wasn't mine

I was just a sunflower in her shine

pretending to glow, like the moon that borrow

Now I stand with the pain of morrow

struggles, suffering, sacrifice... sorrow

I ain't the queen or pharoh

She was it all, without her.. I'm hollow

pain is getting deeper, life is shallow

I miss moonlit dinner,

your hands would serve me— the most kind spoons ever

Will i get another..

a hand full of food and a heart full of your love,

Perhaps it's no moon day,

She will come another day

I'll never look at the moon

tragedy of wishing she'll be back soon.