How and when did this all begin?
How and when will it all end?
Not for me but for them,

Was I ever what they truly deserved,
A mother who's suppose to be given,
Not somthing they earned.

How do I get past the guilt ans shame
All I need is forgiveness, not glory,not fame.

There life was never supposed to be about me although I could see,I refused to believe now I need them,
More then they needed me.

When they come home what do I say,
Sorry sons it turned out this way,
And by this way I mean for you ,not me
My dear sons you paid the fee.

So my babies,my son's,my life,my light

Thank you so much for allowing me to make this right,
You've been worth every second of the fight.
To Bruce and titus