Nowhere to go but into you,
You're my first love,
So, i dedicate this poem to you.
I'll tell you a little about my first love,
She takes care of me and never let's me stray,
She bears the pain when i do something wrong,
And so for her, i'll never stray.
Let me say something about my first love,
My first love smiles as flashy as the moon,
She angers hot, as red as the sun,
Yes indeed, my first love was my mother.
For indeed the first love i had,
Was the love of the first person that took care of me.