Sorry For the Dirty Laundry Part 2

I wont repeat this cycle I wont repeat this nightmare I love you I really do You are my mother And no matter what any of your abusive boyfriends or husbands say I will always and that is fact That is true I don't know if it was easier for you not to call on our birthdays I just figured you were too poor I can relate Sometimes I would get upset Sometimes I wouldn’t care And I know sometimes you blame yourself and think you were never there You were mom You fixed dad and got him to stop drinking And now you’ve moved on and on Round three of another match of verbal abuse and beatings I know you and grandma never really got along And I know dad was screwed over by some high school sweet heart So he wouldn’t allow you a lot of things And after all your pain they are back together After like 17 years of psychological abuse and tears and frustration and his debauchery shoved in your face I still have a memory lane too and know sometimes it’s easier to focus on the bad then the good And I remember going to Disneyland and how you were let in on all the women you knew and were friends with Dad was diddling as they chanted It’s a small world But mom Don’t repeat the same mistakes That would be like me rediscovering another place within the fire I’m still stuck in the middle of a hard place The weakest of the family being fed pills and counseling As through me the age-old battle goes on I know I'm having a hard time dealing with what you’ve been through And no one wants to point any fingers of blame And even though I have no idea who to believe The joke I’m not telling you could both blame it on the alcohol that destroyed you rmarriage Drove your children crazy And now apparently your still both stuck with emotional immaturity Sorry Not like I’m any better Thrown away and shunned for running away from alcohol and drugs Keeping my secrets from you because you’re both too fragile to handle my truth