To My Mother

 I didn't know how to say all this on the phone
Without you hanging up and storming off
I want you to know I love you very much
But your getting pretty far-off

Try to understand where I'm coming from
Look at yourself,what you've become
This Meth is killing you
Do you even see what you've done?

Don't try to lie to me
I see right through your pride
I miss the old you, the better you
No countless thoughts of suicide

Now it's fuck you I hate you!
Wait no,just tell me its not true
Tell me everything's alright
Don't let the roof fall through!

Was it all worth it?
Losing everything you ever had
Do you miss me mom?
Oh really? Well too bad!

See what drugs can do?
First my father, now you...[/font]