Thousands Of Days Living In This Hell.

Dear the woman i call mum, just a few words in order to tell
my stories of the thousands of days living in this hell.

you weren't ever there when i needed some advice,
taking drugs, stealings things, that was my life,

but i learnt the things you never showed me,
and i was able to survive on my own two feet,

and despite the fact you never loved me or even cared
i walked away from misery, leaving you and father there.

so thanks for this, but thanks for nothing,
because maybe one day i'll become something.