me to my mother

one day you will wake up and i will be gone
u don’t understand me so don’t call yourself a mom
moms are supposed to listen to you but dad doesn’t so why should you
thats your attitude when i try to tell u the cold hard painful truth
there are days when we get along i admitt that is true
but then u go off and get stoned with dad yeah thats what u do.

don’t try to justify the way u raised us don’t u dare
i pierced my lip and then i dyed my hair
this is the way i am now u brought this on me
and yes i do cut my wrists sometimes to see how much it bleeds

when i come home from school after i’ve had a great day
home is no way to describe that horrible place

why do you have to yell
it's your fault i rebel
did u ever think the way i turned out had something to do with u
no dont answer that cos all im thinking is fuck you