As a child i always wondered, “where did mommy go?” “why did mommy leave?” “did she not love me enough?” I cheered when she arrived & enjoyed her presence everytime Then she’d leave and i would cry Because in my mind i was the reason why The reason mommy did drugs The reason mommy didn’t love The reason she drank alcohol & The reason she almost died in the tub As a child i begged her to stay && Didn’t understand why she still went away At night i would always pray “God please keep my mommy safe” Grandma said she’d one day change & then she’d stay at home & play I believed her so id sit and wait And mommy would always say she’d changed Then off again, she’d leave our place & I would sit at home & pray “God please keep my mommy safe”