Mother

So, tonight I'm writing this
I'm so sick of all the lies
I know I'm not supposed to say this
But I love to see you cry
You say I'm no child of yours
And that's completely true
I would never want to be
Anything like you

The day I see you lying in your coffin
A tragety, it may be
No one would ever think of blaming
Stupid little me
Little do they know
Thye don't understand
The sweet drops of poison
Your blood stained on my hands

I never shed a tear at night
I don't believe it's going to be allright
Because love dies tonight...