Thomas
My middle son he is the one that tears my heart in two
I ask myself everyday “Am I good enough for you?”
He wants more than I can give and just doesn’t seem to see
I give him all he asks for, what does he want from me?
I try to reach out to him, but nothing ever seems to work
Just yesterday at the dinner table, he called me a stupid jerk
I love him with all I have inside my aching heart
But the hate in his eyes for me just tears my soul apart
He blames me for his father’s passing he’s said it more than twice
When I try to comfort him his heart it turns to ice
What can I do to change the way he feels about me?
If he would only let me in I know I could make him see
That I am not the villain here all I want is his happiness
But every time I try to reach him things end up a mess
Thomas is my middle son I love him with all my heart
The hate he has inside for me I hope someday will part.
One day I hope we’ll be closer like a true mother and her son
Then at last the battle will end and both of us will have won!
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