Marked calendar

I wish you could see how hard I've tried

I wish you'd hold my hand, wipe my tears when I cried

I still don't know who I am.... Always changing in a rapid cycle,  shifting through a mixed state trying to keep track of each pill I take...

when things get hard I wanna be alone so I can collect my thoughts and reminisce about my mom and childhood home.

I knew you cared and loved me unconditionally, time and time again it was only you that was there

I know I'm wild and every time you turned around seemed like I was being put on trial but I'm your daughter your youngest child. 

Time passes painfully by but I've grown a bit,  still a work in progress but definitely not the same shit.

7 years mark my calander today, and I still get choked up in a bad way. 

I still think of home in the wee early hours picturing you in your garden tending to your flowers. 

You've been long gone now and still i can't pick up the pieces to move on, walk with me for a moment and help me get along help me heal this song..