Lone Parent

Cutting deep. Heart feels sad, don’t want to feel just as bad It’s not my norm. I’m usually happy, I hate this feeling of being so crappy Asking why? I feel so low, what to tell I just don’t know Roof above my head, food on the table, usually find I am so able Who do I tell? Should I say, what on earth makes me feel this way I work so hard, I pay the bills, even manage to get some thrills Drink very little, never been a smoker never dabbled in being a doper Why so hard? This life injustice, improve my ways I feel I must It isn’t that bad, I look after my son, he has a good life, I feel I have none Could I be lonely? Friends I have many, feeling as low as the value of a penny What is next? Do I make a change? Looking at my life it isn’t that strange Car at the door, mortgage gets paid, money for holidays I have made Is it Love? I don’t have any, other than my son, who gives better than many Something is missing, what can it be, I wish one day clearer I would see Wait I must. One day at a time, hoping that things will work out fine So what’s the secret? What should I do? Just live in hope that I will find you.