You think you know everything
But you know nothing at all...

I wrote a poem called Mom and this is a reply to...
I'm sorry...

It's your fault, Mom
It's your fault that I'm writing this...

When I look into your eyes
I see tha loving there...

I met a dancing pickle
He told me his name was Tom...

You're the only one I want
You're the only one I need...

I told you I liked you
I told you I cared...

Roses are red
Violets are blue...

I miss the times that were perfect
When nothing could tear us apart...

How many times did you fall?
How many times did you cry...

I wish I didn't love you
I wish I didn't care...

Promises are always broken
I know this is true...