I'm tired of always feeling not worth it.
I'm tired of caring and always feeling if there's a baby I should birth it. Take control let me nurse it.
And if there's any ever crying I'll be the comfort in the storm before you heard it.
Before the thunder I'm here.
Before lightning I'm drying your tears washing away the pain before the rain with em are gone alla ur fears.
I'm your friend you ain't have to let me in but I'm glad I came .
I ain't rich but I got a heart of gold I wish you had the same.
