Dear Mom, I looked
Dear Mom,
I looked to you as a mother.
You were supposed to protect me from evil,
but instead you created it.
You looked into my eyes and told me lies,
"Im clean, I'm sorry, I love you."
I want to fix you but you can't be fixed.
I'm no longer you child, the drug has replaced me.
It has taken over your body, hear and soul.
Hou could a mother chose a drug over their own child?
I will never know.
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