Because I love you
weed, speed, feeling the need
drugs, rug, dad's starting to bleed
push, shush, quiet please
Keeping us together
but you always leave
shadows, dark, I see you in my dreams
Broken, disfigured, your still the same
coming back, and leaving again, that was your game
You broke me apart
and threw me into the flames
then you lit your joint
and smothered my pain
What is it anyway?
Seven years, you've been away
do you even know me?
I've changed
I'm almost a woman
but I bet you've stayed the same
I've battled my inner demons,
but yours are still driving you insane
You heard voices in your head
you were ill
Maybe that's why you kept poping pills
Swallow
You were asleep
I was four
I was hungry
sitting on the floor
I climbed the counter
and learned to
be independent
I can't rely on anyone
except myself
I have to always be there for others
but I don't excpect them to do the same for myself
I'm used to it
You put me to it
And I'm done being sad
I'm tired of being mad
I am glad
your gone
out of my life
And it's because I love you
I still call you
Mom.
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