if my mother wrote me a letter

i'm so sorry about that day
the day I gave you away

I wish i had the strength to do what was right
but the drugs made me weaker when i fell onto my knees at night
artificial existence, by paying for it I lost my ticket to reminisce

too suggestible, like herding animals
living in a dream, not qualified to be a wife
but for the cunt that fucked me i'm good enough to carry life

sleepwalk for my fear of talking
what that means is I was afraid of life so turned to the pipe
tinkerbell helps me fly, through my day
through my night
my life's a lie but I close my eyes and pretend everything will be alright

it's been three weeks now
time sure does fly
i'm two weeks late now
i want to die

my dad would kill me
the troubled ways I hide
a life of escape while I sit through the sealing of my fate
a beautiful future, limitless potential
i've just become a rag doll
no better than a piece of furniture

now i'm an oven
with a bun inside
i don't know who the daddy is
so it's hard to find the pride

I don't know what to do
this stress is so surreal
I have this thing inside of me
i'm still too afraid to feel

drinking more and more
the mirror shows the whore
the mirror shows my world, as we nod spinning to the floor

watch me watch my nine months fly right by
watch me watch my son get taken from my side
watch me watch my world fade before my eyes
I'm broken, you stole him, divided in our lives