a bad mothers love
How could this be
My mother doesnt love me
A mothers love should be free
But yet it cost me
Is it because i was bad
Or because im exactly like my dad
She was always mad
And treated us bad
Pain and memories
Last for centuries
Shes give it a shrug
As long as she has her drugs
The sleepless nights
She filled with frights
It'll be in my head
Until im dead
She took my innocence
And replaced it with wickedness
She let me be raped
When i couldn't escape
She left me with scars
not just on my arms
She broke me down
Until i was in agony on the ground
Because of you, my happiness never lasts.
Because of you, I can only find darkness in my past.
You broke every promise you made
Yet it was still me who had to pay
You broke my heart
Finding pleasure in tearing me apart
Those days ill never get back
Because you had to have your crack
Were supposed to talk to our mom about boys breaking our hearts
But i have to tell boys how my mother tore me into parts
I hope we never met
Because i will not accept defeat
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