I Should've Been a Better Mother.

Come,my dearest,
come here and pray,
pray that the angels
won't take me away.

Please stay with me,
don't be afraid.
This hand is cold,
but not because I'm dead.

I'm sorry darling,
for every single offense.
I'm sorry for never
doing something in your defense.

Now that I'm dying,
I fully understand.
I thought it wasn't worth trying.
So I never gave it a chance.

I should've been a better mother,
I should've tried to raise you more.
Now you'd change me for another
as you storm out the door.

Now I die with a wretched soul,
because what kind of mom am I?
I feel the spirit leave my body
and the cold tears I cried.