It's Almost Funny
How when your life starts to spin out of control
You barely notice
How you can never really pin point the moment
When things got out of hand
Or you choose not to
But whether you’re ready for it or not
Life the way you always knew it ends
The one you love
The one who claims to love you
Is gone in a flash
Is still standing in your door way
Leaving a monster in a mothers' clothing
A liar with a hypnotic smile
Then suddenly you’re on your own
And you can’t figure out what to do
While your life crumbles down
Comfort taken by a masked bandit
Who got away with your mother and life as you knew it
It’s almost funny
How you don’t notice
What is happening right before your eyes
Or you choose not to
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