Moms

Put my hair up like you use to do it.
mommy pigtails would be nice.
put my clothes out like you use to.
mommy the pink and white clothes.
put my fear away like you use to.
mommy i have a confession to do.

I'm not the little girl you know.
i have done something more.
deeper then this open door.
can go wider then it should.
something you don't even know.

it seems like you think i am.
happy more then ever.
having everything great in my life.
but there's something worth less.
then being your daughter.

Dear Mommy,
i wanted to commit this crime.
i wanted to do this time.
forever and ever till this ends.
but it would never if you say.
it would never if you come today.
let me tell you this though.
i wanted to die.
i wanted to kill myself.
inside and even outside.
so i put pain to me.
so i put rain to me.
so it wouldn't hurt much.
but Mommy.
i cut myself to death.
i did it.
aren't you happy?
are you mad?
Oh yeah you can't hear me.
you still have the ear plugs in.
until the day i die.