Oh Mother
Asking or wondering,
teasing or affiliation,
you never said sorry,
for what you did to me,
here i am today,
sitting all alone,
out here in the stone cold world,
asking myself the same question,
did you ever really loe me,
as each day goes on,
memories are becoming the past,
now looking back,
what a blast we all had,
never will it be the same,
because you thought i was insane,
leaving behind all the people you ruthlessly blame,
sitting here all alone,
wondering why the h*** i ever cry,
you dont give a f*** about me,
so why should i,
yes i maybe your daughter,
very first child for that matter of fact,
you still turned your back,
and to this day have never looked back,
to see what a wonderful child you really do have....
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