by Gloria Gibson

Created on: June 26, 2008

My heart breaks when I think of the child that I raised
It hurts deeply to know, with me she doesn't want to stay
I loved and I nurtured that beautiful little girl
And though she doesn't believe it, she is my world

She says she's decided to move in with her mom
And with very little thought, from her life I am gone
For her it seems easy, not so easy for me
I thought I would be there, to see the woman she'll be

Tell me where was her mom, all the times she was sick
It was I through her young life, I the medicine did mix
I can't help but be bitter, can't help holding a grudge
Though everyone tells me, Her mom I shouldn't judge

Tell me, how can I help it, how can I just sit back
I know I am strong, but that much strength I lack
While her mom lived in a world full of alcohol and drugs
I was the one there, giving the child all her hugs

The child promised to me, in her youth all her love,
I was there through her childhood, there when push came to shove
Does this mean now, I mean nothing to her
Do they think back to grandma, I can easily convert

When she was little, her mom I was forced to be
Because of drugs, her real mom, couldn't care for her, you see
Now her mom's doing better, and for this I am glad
But to steal her love from me, now that makes me mad

You see I am old now, my life's almost gone
I gave my life for that child, that doesn't feel she belongs
She says she wants a normal family, a mom and a dad
She doesn't want to return to the life that she had

I guess that's the payment, a grandparent gets
I let my own life suffer, so the child's not upset
Yes, I still love her, Love her always I will
I don't think she'll ever know, the pain that I feel

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