I just felt the need to sit down one night and write this from my heart:
This Mother's Life
It preys upon the innocent
Without a single clue
An unwanted future plan
Is waiting just for you
The primal fear of this mother's life
Is the loss of her precious son
The inability to make it right
And the fear of coming undone
This is a child, a child that is born
Experiencing normal things
Walki…