Mommy...

Wares my mommy i would say
when i was vary little
and when she was home
i had to stay out of her way

i would ask
mommy.....
do you want to play?
all she did was
shove me out of the way

i grew up thinking
thats how a mommy
is spouted to be
but as i got older
the more mean
she became to me

i blamed it on the drugs
until i came to realize
she just wanted
nothing to with me

i understand now mommy
will you please be nice
instead of you slapping me
as many time
as you rolled the dice

and wares daddy ware did he go?
i saw him one time
but you said you and him
wanted some time alone

why did i here screaming
that sounded like daddy's voice? mommy i love you
why cant you love me the same?

why do you bet me
with a poker stick
and say i had every thing
to do with your bad day

you promised you sore
that you would never
do this again
then what the hell
are theres Bruce on my arms 4?

mommy
you promised
mommy you sore
mommy your doing it again

mommy stop it
i love you
why cant you feel
the same and I'm always
the one to blame?

mommy good bye if this is how you feel
i slit my writes one like the other
only to find out some thing
new bout my mother
she loved me deep inside
pasted the drugged up mind
deep down i had a mother that loved all the time
deep down i had mother that cry ed when i did suicide