Mom

I thought things could be different.
Like the past we had was just a pointles fight.
I was right but the stars create a questionable life.
Things changed into the relationship I always seen,
Churning through our veins but stuck before we felt its pain.
Was it just for what she wanted?
Will she be there when I am crying?
When my world falls apart in a blink of an eye,
Or get annoyed with my teenage worries and push the pills into my reaching hand.