mommy

If I say sorry, will you leave?
If I cover it up, will it still bleed?
Go get yourself a bottle, like you like to do.
Drink yourself silly, forget who's who.
Get your self coffee. Brush your teeth.
No one will know. Nobody but me.
Hang onto your bottle, drink till its dry.
Listen to music that makes you cry.
You stopped being a parent, so why do you care?
When I needed you most, you weren't there.
Go on. Go away. Go back to your pills.
Take another drink, I know that you will.
I won't buy your smokes or your drinks or your drugs.
While your passed out on living room rug.
So in a few years, when I'm gone and your broke,
Stay away from me, don't ask me to come back cause I won't.
Don't apologise, I've heard this routine before.
I'm tired of you and I don't care anymore.
You say it all the time when your drunk, never sober.
So get away from me, this thing we had, now its over.
No,I dont hate you. I love you deep down.
But its deep, and I'd rather keep it underground.
You go to church time and again.
But I dont go anymore. God is not my friend.
You say I need Jesus. I say you need help.
I don't need Jesus, I can take care of myself.
And I don't need you. I'm not a kid.
Go back to your god and your beer, you hypocrite.
 I'm leaving. Goodybye. I'm leaving for good.
Youdon't really ccare, not that I thought you would.
I have my money, I have my bags, I have my clothes.
I got a job. I don't have much. I have more than you though.
I want more for my life to stay home and get high.
I want to have more than just enough money to pay my bills and get by.
If i have kids, I want them to meet you some day.
But you have to get better, and I think that I'm in your way.
You look at me and you see your every mistake.
What could you have been if I wasnt ever made?
Maybe someday you'll get better. I hope that you do.
You sorta raised me, I know, and I will always love you.