You are just the same as dad,
The things you done are bad!
Them things there was no need for,
But you should have thought of that before.
You are another one who is meant to be,
There to help and support me.
But where was in you in times of need?
No matter how much I would plead.
When something came out where did you go?
Why should I have to put on a show?
Beside me is where you should have been,
Since then an empty space is all I’ve seen.
So dear mother, I will stand no more,
I hope one day you fall to the floor.
I hope you get the help that I received,
After all it was me you never believed.
And for them few other things,
Hope you can handle what life slings.
I’ve taken all I can handle from you,
Those things I’m tired of going through.
So yet another bad termed good bye,
I can’t believe you wanted me to try!